Room 239/240, Tuesday night

[can_be_more]

Aeryn's actually in her room for once. She's trying to work on her metaphor for Criminal Justice, and not having much luck, because she just can't get the hang of them.

The door's closed, but then again, the door's always closed. People can knock.



[Specifically for myself, but anyone's welcome. And yes, I am this insane.]

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[fates_jaye]

What, Jaye made a warning phone call.

"Open up!" she calls from the other side of the door.

[can_be_more]

Rolling her eyes, Aeryn gets up from her bed and opens the door. "You're doing this now?" she asks.

[fates_jaye]

"Yes, I'm doing this now. Do you know how many people I have to interview? The guy's popular." Jaye ducks into the room, plopping down on one of the beds and opening up her laptop.

[can_be_more]

"So why do you even need me?"

[fates_jaye]

"I'm sorry, do you realize how often you're porning with his roommate? You probably see more of the guy than most people. Hopefully not literally."

[can_be_more]

Aeryn stares at her, because this whole week hasn't been embarrassing enough. "How do you know about that?"

[fates_jaye]

"Duh, radio," Jaye says, shaking her head. Seriously.

"So. Angel. Why won't be suck in office?"

[can_be_more]

"Um. A political office?" Aeryn says, still staying very close to the door, because get out of my room now. "Well, at least you know from the start he's a vampire."

[fates_jaye]

"That doesn't help," says Jaye, who is already planning on how to swing that anyway. God dammit, she's being all motivated.

[can_be_more]

"Sorry to disappoint you," says Aeryn, who is not sorry, no seriously, get out.

[fates_jaye]

"Has he ever done anything to help you? Solved a problem for you? Did your math homework? Work with me here."

[can_be_more]

Aeryn thinks about it. "He did offer to go to Professor Tick for me after the duck incident," she shrugs. "He seems to like to help."

[fates_jaye]

Jaye's typing away. "I can use that..."

[can_be_more]

"You said you had the picture."

[fates_jaye]

"One track mind," she mutters, and pulls an envelope out of her purse, tossing it onto the bed she's sitting on. "Tah dah."

She closes her laptop and stands up. "Thanks, Aeryn. Good to see you're not useless after all."

[can_be_more]

Aeryn makes sure to close the door again before Jaye's foot has entirely escaped the room. The "God dammit!" she hears from the hall makes it all worth it.