Room 227, Thursday Afternoon

[whenshewasnice]

Looking up Portalocity deals for a trip back home was a whim. Natalie had stuck around the island for Canada Day. It struck her as funny to flee back to Montreal today. She hadn't gotten that far yet, though. The Portalocity site was open on her laptop on the desk, but she was momentarily distracted by the contents of one of the drawers. Namely the fact she'd found an unexpected packet of Pocky even though she'd thought her stash had already run out.

So with Japanese snacks and thoughts of home, it was safe to say this holiday was not managing to make her feel terribly American yet, no.

[ooc: Peter's thread will be chronologically last, but door/post are open to all!]

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[lockestheway]

Natalie's door was open and she was actually there - and Peter was just taking a break as he waited for important emails to roll in.

So of course he poked his head in. "Afternoon, sunshine."

[whenshewasnice]

"Afternoon, sweetie," Natalie replied dryly, glancing back over her shoulder, a Pocky stick between her fingers, held like a cigarette. "Stretching your legs?"

[lockestheway]

"They were starting to cramp," Peter said merrily. "I live a hazardous life."

[whenshewasnice]

"Mm hmm." She nodded. "One of these days you'll sprain a finger on the keyboard and rue your recklessness."

[lockestheway]

"See," Peter said, stepping into the room and making a big production of pressing his hand to his heart, "You get me."

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie rolled her eyes as she turned her chair to face him without having to crane her neck. "Well, someone has to."

[lockestheway]

"So what's happening, Nat?" Peter said, flopping down on her bed like he usually did.

[whenshewasnice]

It was getting to be such routine that Natalie barely noticed. "Pocky and maybe a portal home," she shrugged. "Exciting things, I know."

Not that she needed excitement.

(She was going to get it anyway, though.)

[lockestheway]

"My god," Peter said, dropping his head back onto the mattress, too. "Doing nothing during break week. Are you going high school student on me?"

[whenshewasnice]

"I also went to a Canada Day party," she drawled. "Shocking."

[lockestheway]

"It's our big day today, isn't it?" Peter mused at the ceiling. "I have to admit, I haven't paid attention to that one in years."

[whenshewasnice]

"And why would you?" Natalie replied, mild and rhetorical, as she got up from her chair. "Larger fish to fry."

[lockestheway]

"Almost makes me wish I'd been born in an old Soviet country or something," Peter mused. "Now they knew how to do a good patriotic celebration - all that stomping around in formation."

[pursuedthestars]

Jim knew what day it was and figured he'd go in search of some party later tonight but he was bored now so he wandered across the hall. He'd left Jackson in a cocoon of blankets on his head with food and some water.

"My roommate's a rabbit right now," he said. It was as good a greeting as any other.

[whenshewasnice]

"Well, that happens," Natalie shrugged, glancing back at him. Blissfully unaware of just how often that happened lately. "Is he cute, at least?"

[pursuedthestars]

"No." He kind of was. "And even if he was, I wouldn't admit that about someone like Jackson. Gross."

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie snorted. "You sound about five."

Well, he did!

[pursuedthestars]

"You look about five."

That just added to his immaturity but did he care? Nope.

[whenshewasnice]

"That doesn't even make sense," she informed him. "And also raises some unfortunate questions about you."

[pursuedthestars]

"Such as?" Jim asked, crossing his arms. He had an idea of what she might say though.

[whenshewasnice]

And Natalie was sure he had an idea, but she could indulge the question anyway.

"It makes you sound like you're attracted to girls who look like five-year-olds."

[pursuedthestars]

"Or maybe you're just special?" Jim pointed out, shrugging. "Could be that one."

[whenshewasnice]

"In which case it's just one girl who allegedly looks like a five-year-old," Natalie deadpanned. "Yay for you."

[pursuedthestars]

"You seem to be in a lovely mood," Jim quipped, raising an eyebrow.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie took a bite from her Pocky stick and raised her eyebrows right back at him. "Maybe I'm just acting my perceived age?"