Room 420, Friday Afternoon

[sampippy]

Yet another Friday stuck on this insane island.

Even Xanthippe had to admit her chances off getting the hell of this rock anytime soon were looking slim with each day that dragged on. Wasn't for any lack of effort on her part, though. She'd been pleading with her mom practically daily. God, she'd even called her dad once. And she had absolutely nothing to show for it. It was starting to look like defeat.

Also, she'd been extra bored today.

Both of these things led to what she was doing now, which was pinning kind of a lot of posters and fliers on the wall of her room. Or the wall on her side of the room, whatever. All kinds of cool band posters. She'd even heard some of their music! At least she was pretty sure she had.

Whatever. She knew they were cool, and this place was in desperate need of that.

[ooc: Open door, open post!]

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[myfaireggsy.livejournal.com]

Eggsy was just going to judge her side of the room. Because that was what he did with his roommate. "Still here then."

[sampippy]

Her side of the room was cool, okay? Just look at this poster she was fixing to the wall with thumb tacks right now! For a band called... okay, she had no idea how you were supposed to pronounce that.

Whatever. They were hot right now.

She glanced back over her shoulder. "Aww, and you stil haven't fallen off a cliff never to be seen again."

That came out a little more resigned, a little less biting than she'd been aiming for. She was having that kind of a day.

[myfaireggsy.livejournal.com]

Her side was pretentious. Like her!

"Nah, still tip top. Try not to cry too much," Eggsy said, flopping back onto his bed to watch her decorating.

[sampippy]

"Whatever."

Yes, that came complete with an eye roll, so now he was stealing valuable decorating time from her by making her do that. (Except for how she seemed to have nothing but time around here.)

[myfaireggsy.livejournal.com]

Breaking his heart here, Xanthippe. Breaking his heart.

"You actually listen to music or just sit around and complain about it?"

[sampippy]

She gave him a withering look. "I listen to tons of music." Woah, a little defensive. "But you've probably not even heard of most of it."

Said without a trace of irony.

"Besides, do they even have Spotify where you're from?"

[myfaireggsy.livejournal.com]

Hiiiipster.

"Nah, we gotta settle for bangin' rocks together," he shot back.

[sampippy]

Such a hipster.

"Well, maybe one day you'll discover fire and can slowly move up to music."

[myfaireggsy.livejournal.com]

"Might be a bit too much for us neanderthals," he said, rolling his eyes.

[sampippy]

"I'll try not to confuse you too much."

She would do no such thing.

[myfaireggsy.livejournal.com]

Eggsy politely gave her a two fingered salute for that one. Because he was a rude little shit.

[sampippy]

Xanthippe raised her eyebrows at him. "That literally means nothing to me."

[myfaireggsy.livejournal.com]

"Ain't my fault," he said, shrugging. It was safe to say it was rude at least. But then again, that was most of their interactions.

[sampippy]

Well, she was only illiterate in non-US hand signals, not so much reading general rudeness.

"No, it's good, not getting it means I can give your petty bull exactly as little attention as it deserves. Which is none."