Roommates Meme

[misheard]

Maybe you're a freshman at college. Maybe you need someone to split the cost of renting an apartment. Maybe you're stuck in a creepy 50's-esque town and you've been assigned housing. Whatever the case, you're not living on your own: you have someone you're sharing living space with, whether you like it or not, and whether you like them or not.

Post your characters with name and canon in the header, find other characters to tag, you know the drill. Play the first meeting, or having been established as roommates for a while. Do whatever you want. I don't know your life.

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[goatsongs]

[Chuuya's drinks considerably more than a sip.]

It's an 'acquired taste'. But this is cheap stuff anyway, so it tastes like shit even to me.

[mopocalypse]

Is it, like, American or something? I guess this place has different countries anyway, so probably whatever the closest thing is.

[goatsongs]

[He reads off the label.]

Keystone... yep, the worst of the worst. Better than nothing, though.

[mopocalypse]

Okay. [She looks at the glass again.] What's the occasion? Party?

[goatsongs]

Just felt like it! And it's no fun drinking alone.

[mopocalypse]

I guess. That'd just be sad, sad. I kind of miss my friends back home, anyway...

[goatsongs]

Yeah? What'd you guys do together?

[He's probably not much of a substitute for a bunch of teenagers.]

[mopocalypse]

Baseball. [Haruka takes another sip and makes a face.] Y'know, I didn't even know how to play baseball? I just joined the team because I needed something to do that wasn't an official school club, and they scouted me because I was good at running away. But aside from that, we just did whatever would be fun! Secret tests of courage in the school, trying to start a band for fun, I think this one time before I joined they had to get a bunch of bugs out of trees. Cleaning the clubroom. That part wasn't fun.

[goatsongs]

Sounds like fun. I can't play baseball, but maybe some of the other guys stuck here know how?

[Amazingly, the pint-size author is not an athlete.]

[mopocalypse]

Oh, it's not about being good! It's about making the time you have with each other fun and exciting. Our captain calls it "the enthusiasm of youth!"

[goatsongs]

[A chuckle.]

In that case, I'm an old fogey now. Sorry about that.

[mopocalypse]

But are you older than mitochondria?

[goatsongs]

Thirty. But I've been dead for a while, does that count?

[mopocalypse]

I dunno. I was dead for a while, but it felt longer than it was and then it ended up undoing itself with, like, time travel or universes or something.

[goatsongs]

Lucky. I'm just hanging around to purify literature or something like that.

[mopocalypse]

You mean like one of those censors who goes around talking about thinking of the children? That doesn't really fit your image.

[goatsongs]

Those guys can suck my dick.

[Maybe he's been having a little too much beer already.]

I mean literature's disappearing from books and people's memories. Because of negative emotions tainting them, or something?

[mopocalypse]

Bweh? How does that even work?

[goatsongs]

Hell if I know. I just shoot monsters in tainted books to purify them, I don't think about it too hard.

[mopocalypse]

That sounds really confusing but also kind of cool.

[goatsongs]

Of course it's cool, it's me doing it.

[mopocalypse]

D'you think that kind of thing happens in this world, too?

[goatsongs]

Maybe. If your books start turning black, you know who to call!

[But that probably won't happen.]

[mopocalypse]

I dunno, this place is pretty strange. But hey, free houses, right? Even if you do have to share.

[goatsongs]

Worth it. As long as you don't have to work for them, I'm fine.

[guess who never had a job in his life]