Room 307, Wednesday night

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Trying to ignore the cake and pillows that for SOME REASON were still on Topher's side of the room, Dave was trying to gather materials for the door decorating contest. It wasn't going to involve moose or glitter or anything despite what people might currently assume about the members of the student council. Although there was a fair chance that

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And look who was charging in, flopping down on his bed and digging right back into that amazing cake! It was Dave's favorite roommate ever!

"Hey," he said around a mouthful of three-day-old cake. "'s with the stuff?"

Always articulate, our Topher.

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"It's for the door decorating contest," Dave said before realizing exactly what just happened. "Are you still eating that cake?"

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"Yeah, why not?" Topher asked, still in the process of that first bite.

Because it hadn't been refrigerated or saran-wrapped in over two days. That was why not.

"What's the door decorating contest?" he asked a moment later. And you're welcome, Dave, for that oh-so-appetizing view of the cake he was chewing. Mmmm.

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"Ugh," Dave said, turning back to his supplies. "It's a Student Council contest that you probably didn't hear about. People are going to decorate their doors for Halloween. The best one on each floor gets prizes."

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"But you're on Student Council," Topher pointed out logically, detecting a conflict of interest here. "I thought you were all ethical!"

See, he listened you sometimes, Dave. Granted, you had to share that attention with a visual of a chimpanzee banging two cymbals together, but it was that small fraction that counted!

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"That's why I'm not going to vote on our floor," Dave said. "I don't have any bias for the other floors."

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"Do all your friends live on this floor?"

Admittedly, all of Topher's did.

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"No, there are a few on other floors," Dave said. Well, maybe he didn't have that many friends. But he had friendly acquaintances on other floors!

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Miley lived on this floor! But it was true; her and Dave's complex and multifaceted relationship couldn't quite be summed up in so simple a term.

"So how can we trust you?" Topher pressed. "What if you just vote for them?"

He didn't really care.

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"If it helps, I was a Boy Scout. I'll give an oath," Dave said.

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"...a what?"

Topher hadn't been a very social child.

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"Oh come on, you have to have heard of the Boy Scouts," Dave said.

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Fork halfway to his mouth, Topher slowly shook his head.

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"It's a youth group for boys to help make them upstanding young citizens," Dave said. And halfway through that he started to realize the issue. "They also teach you how to tie ropes into different kinds of knots."

He figured that would be at least slightly more interesting to Topher than making boys into upstanding citizens.

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It was indeed!

"Knots are fun," Topher agreed, slightly more interested now. "Oaths, not so much."

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"But the oath helps lend extra trustworthiness when I need to make a promise," Dave said. "So it's at least useful."