"DANTE!!!"

 

 Jolted from his strict concentration of his textbook, Dante slowly peered from the newly furbished pages. He laid on a retro red couch facing another that turned it's back on the large window that covered most of the wall. James stood at the opposite edge of the resting place of Dante's head. Giving a questionable look with slight curiosity lurking within his pale blue eyes, he moved his lips to form,

 

 "What's wrong?"

 

 Flabbergasted and somewhat applaud, James curved his bottom lip to form an arc shape. He quickly whipped out a brand new brush, waving it frantically in front of Dante the aura was dense with upset feelings. 

 

 "HOW--How do you explain THIS!?" James pointed dramatically at the brushes teeth, Dante rose an eyebrow.

 

 "Looks like a hairbrush..." He chirped without hesitation.

 

 James hissed a expressive groan, "LOOKS LIKE A HAIRBRUSH!?" he mocked Dante. The blonde friend nodded, 

 

 "Yeah, a hairbrush..." Dante repeated. 

 

 Breathing heavily, then sighing--James deepened his deathly stare at Dante. Clearly it just wasn't some hairbrush.

 

 "It's MY brand new hairbrush. I found YOUR DNA tangled within the brush thingies!"

 

A loud chortle arose along a followed awkward silence, Dante smiled,

 

 "Oh, yeah...Sorry man, I forgot where I put mine and I tried to get---"

 

 "RID OF THE EVIDENCE?! Yeah, I noticed--but you failed. It's already tainted with your lame existence!" Pushing the brush away from his face as if it dripped with an unsettling odor, James tossed it on Dante's lap.

 

 "You've ruined it, here...take it!"

 

 Dante sighed, I guess it was just a normal hairbrush. He checked the page in his textbook and marked it. Placing it on the gl*censored* coffee table floating between the two couches, Dante picked up the brush and cradled it through his blonde hair. He noticed James wincing from the corner of his eye.

 

 "How...immature!" James glared. Dante turned his attention back to James,

 

 "What? You gave it too me." He plainly resurfaced the fact.

 

 James quivered his lip again, his stare hot and fierce as ever. Seconds turned into minutes and James threw his head towards the kitchen,

 

 "Whatever, it's fine. What are you making me for dinner?" He questioned, bounding over to the other couch and kicking up his feet on the coffee table. Dante scoffed,

 

 "Excuse me? I'm not your little trophy wife, nor lover of any sort--Fix yourself something to eat."

 

 James gave a swift hmph, "Please, I could score a chica thirty million percent cuter than you."

 

 "Your calling me a girl?"

 

 "Hmm? I didn't know co-ed rooms were a loud. Better get out before I get in trouble, missy." James retorted.

 

 

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Ursa unlocked her door that lead to her dorm room. The space was rather large, it resembled something of a condo or medium apartment than a dorm room. She observed the decor and furniture. Two windows faced her that settled on the outer wall of the living room. Two couches, covered with faux leather, faced each other. Within the middle a coffee table littered with school magazines and school activities. The wall opposing the ends of the cough curved in, just before the hallway Ursa noticed the television. The size was not too big but not too small, it positioned comfortably so it could be seen by any point in the living room. Down the short hallway a bedroom with four places for people to sleep rested at the end of the hall and a bathroom just to the right. Ursa was content with the space and moved to the kitchen. There was enough counter space for a moderate amount of cooking and enough cabinets to contain the dishes and silverware. She sighed and brushed her small hand down her long copper brown hair. This college experience wouldn't be as exciting if she was left to herself within this dorm room.

 

Ooc:// I need someone to interact or dorm with Ursa. Sorry if I described the dorm room wrong, I forgot what you worded them as. D:

 Pheory's bag landed on the ground with a loud 'thump' as she looked around the room with a freaked out look on her face. The room looked very organized which didn't bother her, but what did was her room number '14'. It was right next to room '13' which gave her the creeps for she could imagine all the unlucky things happening to the people in the room, and maybe even happening to her! She had just gotten to the college and already she didn't like it. She sighed walking over to one of the bunks and dragged her bag behind her. She unzipped her bag and soon had everything organized the way she wanted it.

 Pheory sat down on her bed and bounced up and down making sure that she would be able to sleep on this bed, even though it was pretty lumpy and you could feel the springs. She jumped as she heard a loud smack against the door behind her and all of the sudden her yelling coming from room 13. Wishing she could see what was going on in there she decided to lean up against the wall and listen to hear what they were talking about, even though she knew listening in on other people's conversations was not right.

Ooc:// Please lord do not let her touch Kou's hair. He'd freak! He may be a bookworm but he loves his hair. And Lucas...don't think he would care to much. His p*censored*ion is in his Violin.

And Aww! Momo! I'm in love with your characters.

Bic://

Kou seemed to push Lucas all the way back to their dorm. It was no easy task seeing Lucas was actually being extremely stubborn and was all leaned back on Kou with all his weight. “Your so fat” Kou muttered opening the dorm door and oddly finding it unlocked. “We have a roommate” Kou muttered pushing Lucas in the door watching him stumble inside. Kou ended up laughing while running his hand through his blonde hair. His eyes focused on Vinny and shrugged lightly.

“Hi” Kou greeted walking inside glancing to the side watching Lucas run to his violin case and cling to it. “I am not fat! Your just weak bookie” Lucas seemed to growl glaring at his brother. Kou sighed and shook his head at his brother’s words. He hated the nickname ‘bookie’. Lucas only used it because he spent so much of his time in the library amongst the books. “I’m Kou Valsari. I’m an English major and this is my brother….” But just as Kou was about to finish that sentence Lucas piped up seeming to be in a much happier mood all of a sudden. “I’m Lucas. I’m majoring in Music and theater” He grinned sitting down on his bed rubbing his eyes trying to get rid of any tears that had been left over.

((PIDK should re-join and bunk with Faye. C: They can scribble on the walls with markers together.

I'll do my intro tomorrow, too tired today. ;c))

((Froggeh! D: Join... Behind her back? o.o))

Vinny froze in his spot, which was him unpacking his clothes with his door to the back, when he heard the door open and people come in. He turned around slowly and smiled at the two. He waved slightly as Kou introduced himself and then nodded as Lucan did. "Hey guy, I'm Vinny Sanchez and I'm a major in Engineering with Photography as my minor. Nice to meet you two. I take it you guys are brothers?" Vinny paused and went back to unpacking his stuff, still carrying the conversation. He found it hard to shut up every once in a while. "I have a sister too, she and I have the same Photography cla'sses together... We're new here, just moved in from Washington... Way up high near Canada... We always had those wierd visitors who decided to 'jump' the border and tried to be friends with us. I never took well to them really... Nosy people, they are..."

((Auuww. :c

I don't think there'll be any of that stuff, just crazy students. ^^'))