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[whatsupcroc]

I don't really like doing that announcement thing, but since I'm her roommate... Snow White's gone home! Which is good, that means she's finally back with James, who's her total love at first sight wonderful husband and she has a daughter that maybe she'll get to see now so I'm happy for her. Right, and Al left too, but that was last month. Uh... a few others, but I don't really know the full list.

It makes me curious about something else, though. What do you guys do to show you remember and care about people who you'll probably never see again in this lifetime?

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[whatsupcroc]

"Did that have that Chris Barley or whatever his name in it?" Tommy made her think of Tommy Boy, a film that'd come out in the last few years. Suffice to say, she wasn't making the same sort of connections, though she was curious what ones Yosuke was making.

She's also playing with folding his shirt in her lap, once, twice, then three times over, making it into an ever smaller square. She felt herself calming down, something that had her breathing more easily. "I'll wash it," she offers, holding up the folded bundle, "With the non-flowery smelling stuff. Unless you like flowers?"

She primarily picked up the container of flower detergent to troll Caesar, but having more excuses to use it before she started having to for herself wasn't a bad idea. Especially not when it made her offer him a shier, shadow of amused smile.

[inthejunk]

The confusing response just gets a brow wrinkle from Yosuke. Maybe that's a drummer's name? The drummers never seem to last in British bands, right? Even Ringo had been a replacement, after all. So he shrugs and nods.

"Uh. Yeah." And with an indifferent glance at the shirt. Flowers? Sure, that's about how he expects something to smell if a girl does it. After all, he was just close enough to smell her and she did smell like flowers. "That's fine. Try not to shrink it, okay? I plan to get taller soon."

[whatsupcroc]

"Convert it to a belly shirt, make all the girls go wild," she advises, cracking a wobbly smile. "See, you'll be fine even if I run it through the dryer on hot!"

Not that she thinks he'd have to worry so much. Besides, how much taller could he want to be?

[inthejunk]

"You think so?" He grins and lifts his shirt a bit, showing off his stomach. It's flat, maybe even a bit concave, with a slight bit of definition just beginning to show through. And slopes of hipbone jut to either side. His jeans do their best to cling to those hipbone a, but slide down a bit anyway, revealing a small strip of baby soft hair.

He's clearly going for a laugh, rather than anything shocking or inappropriate.

[whatsupcroc]

She snorts, but takes a moment to stroke her chin like she's examining his stomach for evidence of sexiness. A slow, contemplative nod is her ultimate response. "You've got definite potential," she says. "Especially right... there!"

She generally pokes at the area that would be right below his belly button -- or would, if he was close-by.

[inthejunk]

He squeaks anyway, and jumps back a bit, dropping his shirt. But he's grinning anyway. Hey, potential is definitely a start,

"I'm planning to fill out soon, too."

[whatsupcroc]

She grins, hand falling back down to her armrest. "Really? Better start eating and doing crunches something serious! Oh, plus protein shakes." Judging off her brother's track record in going from nod to bod.

[inthejunk]

"Hey! I don't..."

Well. She maybe has a little bit of a point actually. He's under 57kg even soaking wet. He crosses his arms in front of himself, flushing a soft pink.

"I'm not done growing yet, jeez."

[whatsupcroc]

Collette grins, feeling much cheerier now than earlier. "Yeah, yeah, and you won't be until your twenties. It's okay! I'm sure you'll... I'm sure you'll get even better abs if you work at it!"

She isn't so sure he'll actually bulk out.

Possibly ever.

[inthejunk]

"Yeah? They're not too bad though, right?"

It seems to be enough to appease him, at any rate.

[whatsupcroc]

"For a guy who probably doesn't spend half his day in a gym? Not bad at all!"

Ego stroking was something of a specialty of hers when she was in the mood. Cracking him a more easy smile, it seems she's in the mood right now.

[inthejunk]

"I work out!"

Okay, not every day. But when someone forces him to he totally does...