Devil's Nest, Monday, 5/13

[bitten_notshy]

There was a club. And in the club, there was a Jack. He was tending to the club's needs while also trying to finish a term paper on naval leadership in the Canary islands during the Anglo-Spanish wars of the 16th century in time to email it in and, possibly, finally finish his bloody sophomore year of college so he could move on in university and

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[hatesmoststuff]

Guess who was celebrating her birthday by being drunk off her ass and texting people?

yorure lckuy ur timeline dos'net have cowboy bars, said this particular text to Jack. It was accompanied by a lopsided picture of April in a pink cowboy hat with a bruised nose.

[bitten_notshy]

but you look so adorable, Jack texted back, once he was done laughing. A drunk friend made for excellent Monday enlivenment. where are you?

[hatesmoststuff]

blaltimore tchenicly, April replied, and honestly, it was a little impressive that she'd even attempted the word 'technically.' srority girl fntasay in raeality. look athis fukcing place.

And then there was a picture of a large crowd that contained a really appalling amount of plaid clothing and cowboy hats. And, in the distance, some idiot on a mechanical bull.

[bitten_notshy]

right, you found the worst place in the world, Jack informed her. have fun!

[not_a_whiner]

Next time someone asks if I want to see how fast a car can go, remind me to say no, Kaidan texted, unaware of any drunk texting going on anywhere else.

[bitten_notshy]

Will do. How fast is it going? Jack had to ask the relevant questions, here.

[not_a_whiner]

Pretty fast.

Thank you, Kaidan. was that an exact measurement?

[bitten_notshy]

Metric or Imperial pretty fast? Jack shrugged, tapped out another question.

Whose car?

So he either knew who to blame, or could ask them for a ride. Or possibly both.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek did not text Jack. Instead he showed up in person.

Really, it might have been better to be via text with how loquacious he was on a good day. "Hey."

[bitten_notshy]

"Why am I still in college?" Jack asked, when he glanced away from the laptop screen. He was still a page or two short of the required word count, and it was making him cross abut the entire project "... and hey."

[justlurkinghere]

This is why Derek stayed away from laptops. They were evil. "What's your major?"

[bitten_notshy]

"European history. I'm good at the facts, it's the interpreting them that takes so long." Jack sighed at his laptop, as if it was at fault. "But once this is in, I'm done for the summer. So."