Author's Note: Depending on the outcome of tonight's episode, today might be a double-update. Anyway, this takes place sometime while Abed is still in charge of the chicken finger ring.
She wakes up feeling extra irritable on a random Tuesday, for no reason other than the fact that she couldn't find the shirt she wanted to wear and her rent is due tomorrow and her car is almost out of gas. Even so, she manages to just barely make it to school during the last five minutes of the study group's regularly scheduled meet-up.
Walking into the study room reveals that everyone's already left for lunch, except Troy's stupid monkey is sitting in its cage and staring at her. Feeling a little creeped out, she shifts her weight and locks eyes with "Annie's Boobs." If anything, she could beat a poorly named monkey at a staring contest.
Sure enough, only a moment passes before the monkey breaks eye contact and begins gnawing on its own foot. Grimacing, Britta turns to leave the room and almost collides with Troy's chest.
"You're not at lunch?" she asks, though the answer is obvious.
"A dude can only eat chicken fingers every day in a row for so long," he shrugs. "I went to get Annie's Boobs caviar."
"Yeah, about your monkey. You know I normally love all of nature's creatures and am a dedicated advocate for their rights," she doesn't miss Troy rolling his eyes, "but that monkey is seriously scary. And did you have to name it Annie's Boobs? Not that I would condone the alternatives, but why not Shirley's Boobs or Britta's Boobs? The name serves a dual purpose of being both sexist and alienating."
She finishes with a cross of her arms, eyebrows furrowed in malcontent. Though hearing him refer to the monkey as "Annie's Boobs" is starting to grate on her nerves, there is a minuscule part of her that knows she is only taking her frustration out on Troy because he is the only one around. Of course, the rest of her just wants to rip everyone's heads off.
"Uh…" Troy starts, squinting his eyes in that way that means he is thinking too hard. "Firstly, I told all of you that Annie's Boobs' name was decided by Twitter. Secondly… Are you jealous or something?"
"What?" Britta scoffs, and if she weren't so annoyed she'd find the notion entertaining. "No, I think the name is offensive on several levels."
"Oh," he nods, and he almost looks disappointed. "That does make more sense."
She shakes her head to clear it of the confusion his response causes, wanting to focus on the matter at hand. "Anyway, I'd appreciate it if I was not subjected to any alone time with… the monkey."
"Annie's Boobs has as much right to be here as you do," Troy insists.
"Fine, but I don't want to be alone with it," she says.
"Fine!"
"Double fine!"
They stare at one another for a beat before Britta turns on her heel, marching away from the scene slightly less irritable than when she started the day, but irritable nevertheless.