3/105 apology boxes -Dick (my room mate should really be helping pay for these - can you say pricey?)
P.S. The entire floor is coming over to your room this afternoon, be prepared. (and I'm like an honorary member of your floor).
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Artemis grabbed the box of cereal and placed it on the desk that she and Megan had taken to placing all their crap on.
Megan groaned from her bed and flipped over to look at Artemis. "Who keeps on sending us boxes of cereal?" She muttered, her red hair poking over and her eyes glazed with sleep. "Do you have some of secret admirer that thinks cocoa puffs are romantic?"
Artemis snorted so violently the back of her throat hurt. "No." She managed wheezing. "Nothing like that, it's just Dick."
Megan rubbed her eyes, yawned and stretched. "So." She said finally. "Are you and Dick-?"
"Oh god, no!" Artemis cut in waving her hands madly with a disgusted look on her face. Megan giggled. "They're to make up for stink bombing our room."
Megan's brow creased. "They're the fucktards who made our room smell like a fart chamber?" Megan howled after a moment and Artemis nodded. "I'm going to kill Dick."
"And his accomplice." Artemis said dangling the note attached to the cereal in front of Megan's face. "He has a room mate."
"All out prank war?" Megan suggested and Artemis nodded.
"All out prank war." She agreed. Megan smiled evilly and popped her knuckles.
"This is so my element, I was just waiting for this." Megan snatched the note from Artemis and read it again. Megan screeched. "What do they mean the entire floor is coming over?"
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Megan and Artemis spent the entire day cleaning their room because Megan (coming from some prestigious family) insisted it was impolite to host guests in a dirty home.
"They're not even guests." Artemis had complained. "They just invited themselves over, that's much ruder. It's their own fault if they have to sit in a pile of our dirty clothes."
But in the end Megan won the argument, like always, and they spent all their free time from class dashing back to the room and picking up where the other left off. By five O'clock the room was spotless.
Megan leaned back and breathed a sound of relief. "Perfect." She said. "I'm going to go put some cookies in the oven."
Artemis made a sound of protest. "We don't have to feed them too!" She moaned from her bed. She should be working on Econ 101 homework but she couldn't even fathom moving much less using her brain. Cleaning should be like an Olympic sport.
"We're not going to." Megan promised, bending down over their microwave which was crammed under their desk.
Why they needed a microwave in their apartment Artemis didn't know, but Megan's parents were always sending them expensively weird gifts college students didn't really need or have room for. The best example of this would be the plasma screen TV on the wall by the door, which had really been a struggle to fit there without having the door hit it every time it opened and closed.
Megan however couldn't bear to part with these items because they made her "feel closer to home". The only thing Artemis had received from home was a card from her sister saying something along the lines of, 'study well little sis', and after she had read it Artemis had thrown it in the trash.
She wasn't exactly big on sentimental bullshit.
Before long the entire room smelled of cookies and Artemis's stomach gurgled. Megan threw her the box of cocoa puffs from earlier, "dinner time." She announced and Artemis laughed before digging in.
Megan checked her watch, "It's five, where do you think everyone is?"
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Their apartment was packed before five thirty. Their entire floor had showed up (with the exception of the weird brain boy Klarion) and then some (Dick).
Turns out the reason Artemis and Megan's room had been chosen was because of their TV and the fact that there was a huge football game on tonight. Conner and Wally had brought beer, Kaldur had taken his best friend Tula along with him, Dick showed up with another red headed boy Artemis hadn't recognized but who had been introduced as Roy, Zatanna had brought along about a hundred red solo cups ("you can never be too cautious"), and Raquel had dragged along the girl from the other end of the hall, May, who she introduced to be one of her 'best childhood friends'.
Megan had to fend off all the other people who tried to come into their room, because eleven was too many already. The ones who ignored Megan and came in anyway got a face full of angry Artemis Crock.
Somehow someone got music to play at a deafeningly loud volume from Megan's iHome (so loud she was surprised the RA didn't come in and bust them). Drinks went around and the game turned on (and drowned out the music), people got to playing weird football related drinking games and giggling and sucking face.
Megan was totally proud of how well everything was going especially since it had been so last minute. Artemis was glad she was glad, but in all honesty she found the party irritating. She couldn't sleep or do her homework without someone spilling a drink on her.
People had crammed themselves on both of the beds to get a better view of the game since the room didn't have a couch.
Artemis was practically pressed up against her head board. Wally had ended up next to her and somehow he had managed to take up like all of her personal space. She had viciously snarled something about boundaries, and he had retorted with an equally rude and witty statement, and then had taken to glaring at each other.
If looks could kill, they would both be dead.
That was pretty much the entire night.
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4/105 apology boxes. -Dick (someone completely covered our room with Team Jacob Posters, any ideas on who it was?)
Artemis snickered wildly and showed the note to Megan who broke out into giggles.
It turned out that Wally had a spare key to Dick's room and Megan and Artemis had coerced him and Conner into helping them get back at Dick and his room mate.
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Megan's Lexus was saran wrapped the next evening.