Dave's laptop chirped as it sat on his desk in front of him. He jolted forward and he realized he had dozed off. He looked at his screen and found his music app still playing a preset playlist. Sighing, Dave closed FreshJamz and his computer chirped again. He opened his Pesterchum to see a conversation with Rose flashing rapidly. Dave pinched the bridge of his nose before reading what she had to say.
- tentacleTherapist [TT] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 15:24 -
TT: Dave I understand that you may be busy at this hour.
TT: Despite that, I request your assistance.
TG: fuck yeah im busy
TG: i was totally not napping at 3 in the afternoon like a fucking baby or some shit
TG: thats the very opposite of what i was doing
TT: That is quite interesting, Dave, but I still need your help
TG: yeah ok what do you need
TT: It appears that I have been invited to a party.
TT: I am required to bring at least one friend of my choice, and I am well too aware of your love of parties.
TG: are you inviting me to come to a party
TT: Yes.
TG: whos is it
TT: A good friend of mine.
TG: yeah i got that but whats their name
TG: i need more than "a good friend of mine"
TG: thats as specific as saying "come to my house" to a complete stranger
TT: Tavros and Rufioh.
TT: Rufioh decided that he wanted to have a Christmas party at his apartment, so Tavros was forced to agree.
TG: whats the catch
TT: All you have to do is help me make and set up the decorations.
TG: god damn it
TG: fine
TG: wait so if were making the decorations now
TG: when is the party
TT: It's next Saturday at Rufioh's apartment.
TT: I'll give you the directions later.
TT: Or I suppose we could just go together, if that would be easier.
TG: yeah thats fine and dandy but
TG: when should i be over
TG: to tap out the fine ass decorations for this shitty party
TT: Please be at my dorm room by 16:00PM.
TG: isnt that just four
TT: Precisely.
TG: okay fine
TG: see you then
- tentacleTherapist [TT] has ceased pestering turntechGodhead [TG] at 15:27 -
Dave closed his laptop and snatched his shades off of the desk. Making his way to the bathroom, he overheard his brother, Dirk, talking on the phone. He sounded slightly upset, but his face gave no indication of anything.
Dave glanced in the bathroom mirror, noticing his hair was flat against his head and unbrushed. As he began styling his ice blonde hair, Dirk entered the bathroom and stood next to him, looking in the mirror. His hair was also unstyled, his usual spiked hair lying flat against the back of his head.
"Dave," Dirk said, picking up a jar of hair gel.
"What?" Dave put down his comb and picked up an unopened bottle of hair gel.
Opening the jar, Dirk replied, "I need to go out and pick some stuff up. Need anything besides pizza?"
Dave squeezed the now open jar of hair gel and applied it to his hair. "Apple juice would be good. Oh, and I'm going over to Rose's for a bit."
Turning to face him, Dirk wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. "Really now?"
Dave rolled his eyes behind his shades as he finished styling his hair. "She asked if I could help with party decorations for this person I haven't met or something."
"And you agreed? Wow, I didn't know I was living with fucking Mother Teresa all of a sudden." Dirk turned back to the mirror and began to apply the gel on his hands to his hair as Dave rinsed the extra gel off in the sink.
"Well she said I could come if I helped out, so why the hell not. I get into a party free and all I have to do is help make shit. Sounds like a great fucking deal to me."
Dirk chuckled. "Be safe out there now. Don't want you getting any girl pregnant now do you?"
Rolling his eyes again, Dave checked the time. It took about fifteen minutes to get to Rose's house if he walked, as it was 4:36 right now. He went into his room, grabbed his phone off of his desk, and quickly changed out of his dirty clothes into fresh ones from a basket outside his door.
Dave quickly checked the temperature outside and decided to grab his black beanie and red scarf from his closet, considering it was below freezing outside. He walked over to the apartment door and stuffed his phone into his back pocket as he threw on his shoes and jacket. Dave threw open the door and headed out.
Twenty minutes later, he was standing in front of Rose's dorm room, having stopped at a gas station and picked up a case of soda and a few bags of gummies. He knocked on the door and heard a loud crash and shuffling come from inside.
"Hi, Dave!" Jade grinned at him as she opened the door. He had nearly forgotten that she was roommates with Rose. The dorm had three rooms: a bathroom, the living room, and the single bedroom holding two twin beds.
"Yo, Jade. Good to see ya." Jade made room for him and he stepped into the dorm room, seeing Rose sitting in their living room, gluing pieces of paper onto a white banner. "So what the fuck did you want me to do, Rose?"
Without glancing up at him, Rose responded, "Hello, Dave. Make yourself at home, as long as you do so while helping us." She set down the bottle of glue she was holding and grabbed a piece of construction paper.
"Cool. I bought candy and soda." Dave set the bag on the couch and sat down next to it. He pulled out one of the bags of gummies and opened it, offering a handful to Rose.
The blonde girl accepted the chewy candy and popped a few into her mouth, making sure not to smear her black lipstick. "I need you to take those," she said, pointing at a pile of cut out box letters, "and use them as templates so you can write the words MERRY CHRISTMAS all nicely. Can you handle that?"
Jade snickered as Dave rolled his eyes behind his shades. "Yeah sure, but can't you just glue them down instead?"
"We don't have enough letters to do that, and we need the paper for other things." Rose picked up a glue handle and passed it to Jade who was sitting at a desk.
"Yeah, okay. Move, then." Rose scooted over and Dave slid down onto the floor next to her. He picked up one of the letters and placed it on the banner. "So just straight across?"
"Yeah, as straight as you can get it, considering you're the least straight person I know," she said, a smirk outlining her voice.
Dave sighed as he picked up a pencil and began to trace the letter M. "Damn, I dunno if I can stand a whole week of your sick fires, Rose. I might just have to ditch." Dave shrugged indifferently.
Rose covered her mouth with her fingers to keep herself from laughing. "You wouldn't want to do that, Dave. There'll be a lot of attractive young men at the party, you know."
Dave sighed deeply. "You better be right, Lalonde."