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[h3][color=f7941d]~Graham Turner~[/color][/h3]

Relief.

It’s a pretty nifty feeling. One minute you’re staring down the dark, stinking maw of death itself, and then the next, BOOM! SHAM! WAKKA-WAKKA! Death itself changes into your roommate.

Fuck that roommate.

Graham leapt from his bed, telling gravity to fuck itself as he extended a single foot out and smashed into the grinning lad’s throat, crushing it against the neck. Life left the lion. Scorpio was dead...oops. How would he explain this to the teachers? He couldn’t. He was just going to be carted off to some cell in southern Montana where he would rot away until a rat gnawed his pathetic remains into obliv-

Fuck-a-duck, what was with that fantasy?

Graham mentally slapped himself. Way to fail at the whole pacifist thing, Grahamy, ole boy. Well, think it, don't do it. That's the important thing.

He got to his feet, picked up a pillow off the bed and tossed at his international roomie. Oops.

[color=f7941d]“Fuck off, Mufasa.”[/color]

Graham loosed a mocking laugh which turned genuine after a moment. He was got. Well done, bro.

[color=f7941d]“Now c’mon, man. We should probably find the other dude. Guy’s probably all lost and confused...like a uh...like a lost puppy. Chop chop, off your ass and on your feet. Let’s go get our pet.”[/color]

How noble. Graham turned to the doorway and moved towards it. 

His stomach growled.

Alright, so maybe he wasn’t that noble. What could he say? Sometimes a guy gets hungry, and he wasn’t sure if he’d actually get food if he lost a roommate already.

You get the guy, you get the gogurt.

He gave Scorpio a moment if he wanted to come. If not, hell he'd find the slowpoke himself and drag his ass to the cafeteria by his ear if he had to. Graham left the Fourth Floor Flat, dodged out of the way of a floundering fool who was desperately darting to and fro. Probably would end up roomless, that one. Oh well. Too bad. There were more important issues at hand, like food. There was food somewhere. And food would make things better.

Oh, and a roommate. That was probably a thing too. The key to food. Seriously, where the fuck was this fool?  
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