Room 503, Saturday Morning

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Atton woke up that morning with an impossibly painful... pain sensation in his chest. He whimpered and reached for it, only to realize that he was in fact simply laying on his front. And also something seemed to have gone to sleep right underneath him that morn--

He rolled over. The pain immediately began to abate.

"What the--"

What followed was an impressive display of the full range of GFFA profanity in the Old Republic era, which tapered off into silence as Atton became suddenly engrossed by the sensation of nice squishy round things on his chest.

So, a fairly pedestrian sequence of events for a weekend morning, really.

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"You made half those words up, didn't you?" Jessica asked from her side of the room where she was still blissfully half-asleep and - more importantly - the gender she had come to be mostly comfortable in.

[I'll have scattered availability this morning, but how could I resist?]

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"No, I didn't, actually," Atton said. In a couple of minutes he might even find the decency to take his hands off his chest, even. "Learn to appreciate the finer points of the Twi'lek language."

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"I'd have to hear the finer points first," Jessica mused. "Those were pretty clearly the potty mouth points. What's got you cursing this early anyway?"

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"You get the whole run-down on Fandom crazy?" Atton checked.

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"Maybe not the whole rundown," Jessica said. "Maybe half the rundown."

She started to open her eyes cautiously. "Are there kids in the room?"

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"No, but I suddenly have - I'll spare you the Twi'lek word - breasts," Atton said.

Which he was finally taking his hands off of.

"Yeah. Definitely breasts."

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"...Just breasts?" Jessica asked as she gave a quick check of her own body. Breasts. Same size as usual. Other stuff the way it normally was. Well, she was normal at least.

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"I haven't actually gone back and checked if I have any of the rest of it," he drawled, "Pretty sure if I do I'm going to have a panic attack."

Probably not. He'd been forewarned.

He was just going to complain a lot.

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"Well, if you need a sisterly shoulder to cry on, I'm here for you," Jessica said. "I'll even braid your hair if it makes you feel better."

Don't tease, Jess.

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"Har har," Atton muttered, sitting up.

... remember to cover your chest, Atton. "Of course I get the roommate who thinks she's a comedian. You got any clothes I can borrow?"

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"Jessica looked away to allow Atton to preserve his modesty. "In the closet. Feel free to take whatever fits."

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Atton got up and headed over there as fast as he could (... well, minus the time he took to appreciate the bouncing) and poked around. "I'm keeping my jacket," he announced, "But thanks."

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"Not a problem. But if this kind of thing happens to me, I want you to remember that you owe me," Jessica said.

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"Trust me, if this happens to you, I'd be more than happy to lend you a pair of pants," Atton promised, fishing a shirt and some pants out of there."

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"That's because you're a gentle soul, Atton," Jessica said.

Nobody here was going to take that seriously, right?

"I hope you're not going to look for makeup tips. If so, you're rooming with the wrong girl."

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"No, but I could use your help with--"

Dangly bra on Atton's hand. "Did they design these with torture in mind?"

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"Oh god, it didn't even occur to me that you'd need one of those," Jessica sighed as she rolled out of bed. "Well, let's hope that it fits. And that we never talk about this again."

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"I do not want to waste words on this any more than you do," Atton told her, "But I bounce. That's going to mean trouble otherwise."

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"Yeah, we don't want you giving anyone a concussion," Jessica said. "Okay, let's just do this. Back to me, arms through the loops, hope and pray that everything works out okay."

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Atton sighed, but obediently turned around. "This is just... this island is just laughing at me, isn't it?" he said, slipping his arms through the loops.

After some wrangling, anyway.

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"Think positive. It could be the island laughing at many people, including you!" Jessica said brightly as she hooked the bra together. Or whatever verb would be used.

"I mean, I'm helping my roommate get into my bra. That's worth at least a snicker to the island. And maybe this is happening in every co-ed room across the building!"

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"Why are we living on an island this sadistic?" Atton asked. "Do we hate ourselves?"

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"We don't hate ourselves," Jessica said, stepping back. "We enjoy unpredictability. And, in your case, an excuse to drink. And maybe like this you'll be able to flirt your way into a few freebies."

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"Probably not. It's April's night," Atton muttered. "Still, hey, thanks for the help."

He yanked the shirt over his head.

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"It's what good roommates do. I only strive to be an okay roommate, though, which gives me extra leeway with the mocking," Jessica said with a satisfied nod.

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"I'd still rather not have a roommate," Atton reported, "But you'll do."

He pottered back towards his bed. "So in the spirit of that - you want me to pick up something for you?"

Yes, Atton. Get your roommate drunk.

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"No, thanks. Unlike you, I'm a good girl," Jessica said.

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"Sounds boring to me," Atton replied, sitting down and wrestling with the pants. "But suit yourself."