Room 506, Friday Evening

[sampippy]

Xanthippe had had a terrible and sudden trip back home. And not just back to Connecticut, but home. New York. Manhattan.

Where she'd had to empty out her old rooms.

And she'd cried in front of freaking Kimmy of all people! So yeah, it had been terrible. Not even just her usual overdramatic kind of terrible, but a real, genuine kind of terrible

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[thewrathofkaan]

Roscoe didn't have a lot going on tonight. He was gliding through the halls on his new hoverboard, as you do.

"Hey, shopping buddy," he said brightly, shooting Xanthippe a wide smile as he executed a fancy little turn on his board so he was facing her. "Decorating?"

[sampippy]

Oh, shit. Xanthippe had to snap back into some kind of a mood she could actually let someone see. Her face was quickly arranged into a smile as she turned, but it was a little forced if you looked closely.

"Hi!"

Also, that was just a little too try-hard with its brightness. She wanted to cringe at it, herself, but didn't. Instead, she pushed her hair back behind her ear and rolled her eyes.

"Yeah," she said. "The administration made me move."

[thewrathofkaan]

Yeah, that looked a little forced even to Roscoe, who was normally upbeat enough to miss these things. "That blows," he said sympathetically. "Don't they know it's, like, already traumatizing enough to have to move to boarding school in the first place? We already feel unloved and abandoned, don't rub it in."

His tone was light and sarcastic, but okay, there was some truth there. He didn't exactly think he was at boarding school because his family really really wanted him around.

[sampippy]

"Yeah and like, why do we have to have roommates?" Xanthippe replied, managing to get her indignance to seem a little less forced, even as she very deliberately steered things away from the topic of family or anything in the general vicinity of that whole thing. "What are we, like, cows? What is this, the middle ages? We should have our own rooms!"

[soniaroadsqueen]

Ringo came back from an AT run, shirt soaked through with sweat and grinning happily. Then she spotted Xanthippe and her grin got even wider.

"Hey, you! How's it going?" She looked way too happy to see her new roommate.

[ooc: Feel free to ignore this if it's too late to start anything, but it looked fun!]

[sampippy]

Great. Just what she didn't need.

(Xanthippe had tried to get out of this housing thing, just like she'd said she would! But then she'd run into a freaking moose at the office and, in the grand tradition of people trying to angrily switch rooms but who also wanted to preserve some shreds of their sanity, she had promptly given up.)

Xanthippe glared, perhaps overcompensating a little for the fact that she'd been having genuine emotions for a moment. "It's going terrible." She was still stuck in this room, wasn't she?

[soniaroadsqueen]

"Aww. What's up?" Because Ringo didn't see anything obviously terrible. Because roommates were awesome!

[sampippy]

Good thing Xanthippe was more than willing to state her issue like it was the most blindingly obvious thing in the world.

"I'm here."