Room 423, Monday after classes [2/18]

[itsjustlanguage]

There was only so much socializing that Hoshi could stand before needing a little quiet time. And after a very busy Friday and Saturday, Hoshi pretty much disappeared into her room for the remainder of the weekend.

So after her mythology class, Hoshi was back in her room, making a pot of green tea to enjoy while she went over the handouts from class. The door was open, though, if anyone dropped by.

[The post is open too.]

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[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette was somewhat dreading this but after work, she decided to stop by Hoshi's room and talk to her. About things.

She knocked on the frame. "Hey, Hoshi, you got a minute or two?"

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

"Sure. Come in," said Hoshi. "Would you like some tea? I was just making some."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Sure, that'd be nice, thank you," Annette said as she walked in. "How are you today?"

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi poured two mugs of tea and handed one to Annette. "I'm okay," she said. "Just kind of winding down a bit. This weekend was pretty crazy. How about you? Jack said that you guys had a really good time at the dance."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette took a sip of tea while she tried to get over a quick inward flailing over the mentioning of Jack's name. "The dance was very nice, yes," she managed and smiled. "Did you enjoy yourself with Michael?"

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

"It was pretty good," said Hoshi. "He just wasn't into the social scene as much as I was, which was just weird because I've never really been a social person. But it was a nice night. It was nice to catch up with a lot of other people, like Turtle."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Huh, I didn't see Turtle there," Annette mused out loud, sipping more of her tea. "This is good by the way. Mr. Phale, he's gone now, but he used to make the best tea. I miss it."

Annette was digressing, terribly so, but bringing up Michael and Ino and just the whole thing was harder than she thought it was going to be.

"I should apologize to you about my behavior that evening at Caritas. I was a tad tipsy." She was more than that, but admitting she was drunk just didn't sound good.

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

"Just a little bit tipsy?" asked Hoshi, smirking. "That's okay. You didn't seem that bad to me."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Well, I might have said some things that I shouldn't have," she said, looking over at Hoshi.

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

"Like what?" asked Hoshi. She didn't remember that seemed really bad.

NFB please

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She looked down. "Like encouraging you to ask Michael to the dance."

Re: NFB please

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

"What? Why?" asked Hoshi, confused.

Re: NFB please

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Well, see, Ino's one of my very best friends..." oh man.

Re: NFB please

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

"She's one of my friends too. At least, I think she is," said Hoshi. "She was a little distant in class on Thursday, but I was busy with the assignment."

After Annnette

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack rapped on the open door. "Hoshi? You got a minute?"

Re: After Annnette

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

"Sure, come in," said Hoshi, waving Jack over to a chair. "Did you want some green tea? I just made a fresh pot."

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[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"No, that's allrigh--yeah. Tea would be great."

He looked out into the hallway and shut the door. He sat in the chair, burying his head in his hands for a moment.

"Hoshi? What do you think of me?"

Subtle Jack was subtle.

Re: After Annnette

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

Hoshi fussed with pouring the tea. "In terms of what?" she asked.

Re: After Annnette

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"I'm just wondering how big a jerk I am," he started off. "I don't have a lot of friends here on this rock, and I don't seem to be keeping them. So before I decide to just up and leave and see what's in the sunset, I figured I'd ask."

His face seemed a mix of anger, frustration, and self-pity. Moreso than normal, as he raked his fingers through his hair and sat back in his best "Hit me, I can take it" pose.

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[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

He seemed really upset, and despite what Annette had just told her, Hoshi pitied him. "Here, drink your tea," she said, handing him a mug. "What brought this on?"

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[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"I don't want to talk about it," he said. Cuz guys don't talk about that stuff. That way leads to danger and all.

He sipped his tea. Mmm, good. He saluted her with his cup. His pinky was not standing apart. Really.

"I just want to know." My, the walls were fascinating when someone didn't want to look at his gracious host.

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[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

"Okay then," said Hoshi, still wanting to know why Jack was all worked up because her mun was still catching up on posts from this weekend.

"I think you're basically a good person, but you come on really strong sometimes. Too strong, actually. Maybe just a little bit pushy, I guess. It doesn't bother me much, because I can push back. Still, I consider you a friend and even the things that bother me are things that can be fixed."

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[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

He held his breath, and released it in a sigh. He still wasn't looking at her.

"Good to know. You...wanna make me a list of things I--you know what? Don't worry about it. Thanks for the tea. I..."

He finished the tea after he trailed off, eyes watering a bit at the temp. Somehow, he looked a bit happier.

[still awaiting resolution to one or two things]
[and....bed!]

Re: After Annnette

[itsjustlanguage.livejournal.com]

Good grief, what was with these boys? They were all giving her a headache these days.

"You're welcome," she said.

Re: After Annnette

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

It's the girls. Always.

He stood up, put the tea down. He looked at her. Kinda sad, kinda relieved, still pissyed. "Thanks. I'll...stay out of your hair, then." For a few days, at least, until he got things sorted out.

Or joined a convent. Monetary. Nunnery. Whatever the male version of a nun was.

[Okay, I lied. Bed this time for realz!]