cokeandwhiskey | University Life Meme, nabbed from bakerstreet

university life meme
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do this:
	☓ leave a blank comment with your character's name and fandom in the subject for others to reply to.
	☓ when replying, use the RNG to generate a number between 1 and 10.
	☓ or cheat and pick whichever number you like best.
	☓ your characters are now in a ~situation~ together. make of it what you will.
scenarios:
	{1} lecture hall » who the fuck actually pays attention during these things? well, maybe you. or maybe you're texting someone, dicking around on the internet, or going oldschool and passing notes.
	{2} cafeteria » chow time! sit down to eat with your friends, stand awkwardly and look for a table like you did in middle school, or be that creep-ass in the corner, eating with his hood up.
	{3} doorsock » awww yeeeee. it's time to get down to business. just don't forget the sock on the door, dude. seriously. (and use protection!)
	{4} sexiled » someone else put the sock on the door, because your ass is stuck out here. at least you're not alone? listen in, interupt, find something else to do, or just chat and wait. (they won't be long, right?)
	{5} room inspection » oh shi-- maybe someone gave you a heads up, and you're scrambling to hide your shit. maybe someone didn't, and you're basically fucked.
	{6} frat party » drunk? stoned? costumed? alone? about to get lucky? about to get busted? it's up to you, man.
	{7} new roomie » who's this douchebag? your new roommate! help them get settled in, draw a line down the center of the room, label all your shit. however you roll.
	{8} study buddies » an all-nighter cram session, or a regular weekly thing? maybe you don't even get much studying done, but hey, whatever, right?
	{9} morning after » what the actual fuck happened last night? bizarre texts? underwear hanging in places they shouldn't? a bathtub full of tequila and limes? just a gorgeous being in bed next to you?
	{10} go crazy » pick one or make up your own! get fucking creative.

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[Freshman year doesn't stress Dirk out half as much as it seems to everyone else in orientation. His brothers had helped him lug his stuff into his dorm room and likely filled the room with weird shit that he would find over the next few weeks, but they'd taken off shortly after that. The sense of first separation is entirely absent from Dirk's departure. Dave spends summers at the Egbert household halfway across the country, Dirk went to robotics camp for weeks at a time throughout high school and it had taken two years to get the younger two brothers out of the foster care system. None of the trio of them had any real issues with prolonged absence from each other anymore. The brofists and quick hugs that hadn't actually been that quick by Strider standards had really been all that was necessary.]

[Which leaves Dirk alone setting up his weird variety of crap when his roommate arrives. He's already got his bed set up, which is a mess of ill-fitted sheets and hardly organized blankets and pillows. He called dibs on the top bunk on the grounds that he was the first one there, and after putting the sheets on, Dave and Bro had made a game out of tossing various bedding articles up there. He's sure Bro left him a variety of smuppets both in the tangle of bedding and likely in his desk drawers, but he hasn't bothered to check yet. He's also got his posters up, so thickly overlaid on each other that only splotches of the wall above his bed is visible. It's a mix of his collaboration art with Dave, horses, robotics blueprints and muppet posters he's had since he was 6. He has a fan clipped to his headboard and his clothes shoved messily into one of the sets of drawers.]

[He's in the process of plugging in the mini-fridge when Kankri Vantas actually arrives, so he hears him before he sees him. That's what happens when you're currently on your knees under your desk fucking around with the positioning or cords. At first, he thinks it's another of the girls from the triple down the hall here to giggle and run away when he waves at them, but when he rights himself and looks at the troll boy in the doorway, he immediately recognizes the horns and fashion sense.]

Oh, hey, you must be Kankri. Nice to meet you, man.

[He wipes the dust off his hands on his jeans, and holds out a hand for a fist bump.]

University Life Meme, nabbed from bakerstreet

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