Room 423, Monday night

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After the weirdness of the last couple of weeks, things were starting to look up for Hoshi. She was really looking forward to the dance on Friday and she still felt absolutely giddy about Michael saying yes when she asked him to go to the dance with her.

As she went to the closet to see if she had anything to wear on Friday, Hoshi got a glimpse of the picture of Commander Archer that she had taped to her closet door. She looked it at for a moment, then took it down and placed it in her desk drawer. While Jonathon was still important to her, Hoshi was willing to admit that he was far off in another time period having drinks with that girl at the 602 Club. She might as well have her own relationships here in Fandom.

[Linkdrop, but the door and post are open.]

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"I'm glad for ya, Hoshi," he said. "So who is this Michael? He's a good guy?" He caught a bit of her enthusiasm. "I have to go get a tux or a suit or something. Not sure how I'm supposed to dress."

Nothing like being let down easy.

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"He's a really nice guy," said Hoshi. "He's Isabel's brother, actually. It's his first semester at Fandom. I'm not sure if the Valentine's dance is formal enough for a tux, but I bet they could help you out with that at Pixie Dust."

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"I think I need some suits and stuff for the Host Club thing, too," he said thoughtfully. "Pixie Dust it is. Do you already have your dress and all that? The dance is this week, right?" He saw the poster but didn't think to write down the date.

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"I may need to stop by Pixie Dust myself to find a new dress instead of wearing the same one from Thanksgiving," said Hoshi. "And yes, the dance is Friday, but Valentine's Day is Thursday so if you're getting flowers for anyone, you'd better get that done early."

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"I gotta go find someone to get flowers for. I had someine in mind, but... now I don't know."

He flashed a winsome Cool Type smile. "If you need any fashion advice, I'd be willing to give you a second opinion." Then a bit of reality beat him over the mullet with a hammer set in. "Or you could leave it to the experts. Seems I'm not up on fashion these days."

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"The folks at Pixie Dust are always helpful," suggested Hoshi. "Especially Isabel on Thursdays. She helped me out when I first got here, since, you know, I didn't know what the fashions were like in this time period." Hint, hint.

"Who were you going to get flowers for?" she asked, curious.

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"Well, I was thinking Annette, but I couldn't find her. I'm not sure if--" He cut himself off.

"And then, I was thinking you, but someone beat me to the punch," he said with a smirk. It fell for a moment. "Seriously, if this guy starts messing with your cluster fear thing, I'll take care of him."

The smile came back, a bit fainter. "I was thinking maybe Cassandra, but... I haven't talked to her in a while. Longer than you. Not sure if she's mad at me. Hell," he said, rubbing the back of his head, "I'm not sure if you're mad at me. Or if I'm mad at people. I'm all hermit lately."

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"Um, actually, I asked Mike to go with me, not the other way around," explained Hoshi. "I was talking to Annette about him last night and she told me to go for it. I'm sure Annette would really appreciate getting flowers, though."

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"I hope so. I have no clue what's been going on with that girl," he said, looking confused. And irritated.

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Hoshi shrugged. "She was dating Dick for a really long time, wasn't she? She's taken the break-up awfully hard."

And then, with the abrupt change of subject, she asked, "How are you classes going?"

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"I know, I think that's--" Again, Jack cut himself off.

"Classes are going. I have no clue what I'm supposed to do for this Cool class. That Barney guy says we're not cool, but the Host Club guy says that I'm the cool one," he said, indicating himself with a thumb. "So I'm not sure what to believe. And the others... I'm doing okay." He shrugged. "How's your classes? And everything else?"

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Hoshi stared. "You're taking Barney's class?" she asked. Then she started laughing. Hard. She kept laughing for another few minutes.

When she got over the laughing, Hoshi wiped away a few tears. "As long as I don't have to put up with Barney anymore. My classes are good, but they're a little bit harder than last semester. That's fine by me."

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"Um, thanks, Hoshi." He wasn't exactly mad, but he wasn't exactly happy, either. "I thought I knew what cool was, but... there were egg babies. And I kinda forgot about mine, and I guess that makes me cooler. And there was the committment free sex..." He blushed a little. He would not admit to performing that piece of homework a bit late, even if it wasn't in the spirit of the class.

"I... I should go. Um. I'm happy for you and Michael. Save me a dance?" he asked.

[bed!]

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"Listen, if you need help with Barney, let me know. I was his TA last semester and I know how messed up he is," said Hoshi. "And of course I'm saving you a dance."

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"Thanks, Hoshi. I'm... I'm glad I have ou to depend on," he said, tring to cover his Worry Face with his Smiley Face. "Sorry if I said anything bad at the bar. I was drunk."

He just kept swimming deeper and deeper into a murky pit of wrong the more he talked.