"I'm going to request that you to come into my room so I can make sure there are no creepy gardeners hitting on you," Peter said. "So, please come into the room so I can make sure there are no creepy gardeners hitting on you."
"There are angles where I can't watch out for creepy gardeners when you're in the hall," Peter said, smiling when she entered. "I'd have to go out into the hall and watch from there, and my chair is over here."
"Greg," he replied, offering a hand. "I have no idea how I've managed to miss you for like, six weeks or whatever since you've been back. I'm the roommate."
Zero took his hand and shook it. "Yeah, I don' think I've met like half the new people, an' it's a small school. S'weird. I'm the girlfriend, but I bet you knew that."
"Yep. I kept hearing about you," Greg gave a small nod to Peter, "and kept looking for a tiny, pink-haired punk who's, and this is a quote from my girlfriend, 'fiesty.' The closest I came was a redhead named Angela. Weird."
"Well, I'm always willin' to contribute to laziness." Zero gave him a quick kiss, then asked, "Have you asked anyone if their refrigerator was runnin' yet?"
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