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Rated T for profanity, alcohol, and suggestivityness...yeah...
Chapter 1
"You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset…"
"Gaila, come on, I was just kidding!" comes the muffled voice as I approach the door to my dorm room.
"No! No, Jim, I've had it! It's not funny! And until you can stop acting like a goddamn clown and start being serious, you can expect me to avoid you!"
I groan. They're fighting. Again. After a long night in the library, it's the last thing I want to be hearing.
The door slides open and Gaila, pulling a shirt over her head, a positively murderous look on her face, storms out past me, almost running into me as she does.
Jim is standing in the doorway, throwing his hands into the air, then letting them rest on either side of his head.
"Gaila," he calls after her in protest.
She flips the bird at him and rounds the corner.
He lets his arms fall in defeat.
"What's going on?" I ask.
"She's being unusually sensitive," he answers, "Maybe it's that time of the month…although there wasn't any blood this time…"
"TMI," I protest, walking past him into the room, flopping down on my bed, dumping my PADD and stylus on the floor and crawling under the covers.
"What are you doing?" he asks.
"Trying to sleep. I pulled an all-nighter in the library while you and Gaila were 'studying' in here," I grumble, irritably. "Lights."
The lights switch off, and I shut my eyes.
"Bones, it's Saturday. You can't possibly want to just fall asleep for the rest of the day."
"On the contrary, that's exactly what I want to do. Now either be quiet so I can sleep or hit the road."
"I'm going windsurfing in the bay with some friends. Come with."
"Jim, I feel like I'm gonna collapse, ok? Dragging me along won't make things any fun."
I hear his familiar chuckle. "All right," he relents, "But you don't know what you're missing…"
I roll over and glare at him as he lets his sentence trail off and heads towards the shower.
It's right then that I realize that he's not wearing anything but his boxers. It's not the thing you're supposed to notice, really, if you're somebody's roommate and best friend and he's already got a girlfriend…but I did anyways. And he was fucking ripped. That's not something you're supposed to notice either.
