Room 210, Saturday Morning

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So Ezra hadn't been around much lately. Or the entire last week and a half or so. Boston business. Very boring. Nothing he wanted to get into with anyone. And anyway, he was back now. Fresh from the shower and roaming his room without a shirt on.

(Pants, though. Those he was wearing. You were welcome, random passers-by.)

(Or he was sorry. Depended on each passer-by's individual tastes. No judgment here.)

Time for him to stare into his closet with a thoughtful look on his face for a while. He didn't know what he'd be getting up to today, so how was he supposed to know what shirt to pick? Honestly. Maybe he needed to pick a shirt and let that guide him in picking his activities for the rest of the day.

[ooc: Look who's trying to get back into being around as well as being awake! Open door/post!]

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Ronan was just now getting back in. It'd been a late night for him, a night spent on the mainland in the company of many different kind of hops and spirits. He'd been drunk but he was better now.

On his way to his room, he pulled up in front of Ezra's open door and leaned one shoulder against the frame. Didn't say anything but he was sure Ezra would appreciate being watched even if Ronan's eyes looked blank.

Looks were deceiving.

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Ezra did always appreciate being watched. Even when it seemed to take him a second to notice it was happening.

"Oh, look who decided to make sure my door frame doesn't fall down."

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"Well, there wasn't a convenient chair for me to sit in," Ronan told him, shrugging lazily. "I made due."

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"I assume the chairs inside the room are just inconveniently far away," Ezra replied, leaning against the closet door while looking over. "I know how that is."

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"Wasn't sure how long I was gonna stay," Ronan admitted with another shrug. "If I wanted to make myself at home, I would."

He could rest assured.

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Ezra rolled his eyes, but kept his words on that to himself, like the occasional smart person that he was.

"Been up to anything interesting lately, Ronan?"

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Another shrug. "I was a girl for a weekend. Tits and everything. Fun times."

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Ezra's eyebrows shot up. "And I missed that?"

Notice how he didn't spend even a second on doubting that was a thing that had happened.

"That is unfair, plain and simple."

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"Guess you did," Ronan said, smirking slightly. "Are you more upset about missing out on me as a girl or experiencing it yourself?"

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"Fifty-fifty," Ezra replied after taking a second to think on it, hand to his chin and everything. "Both have their pros. Enough of them that I find this turn of events upsetting."

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Ronan snorted lightly. "Did you just miss out or were you even around?" He didn't pay that much attention to anyone's comings and goings.

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"I would have noticed having extra girls around," Ezra scoffed. "I wasn't here."

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Ronan rolled his eyes. "I meant did the island just not bless you with its whimsy, idiot," he said dryly. "I figured you'd notice."

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Cosima had wanted to talk to Ezra more pretty much since she figured out he wasn't just making crap up about the fox thing, but she hadn't seen him when she had time to have an actual conversation in a couple weeks. When she noticed his door was open and he was inside, she couldn't resist stopping to say hello.

"Hi," she said, leaning her head in. "Y'know, I don't see my dorm neighbors nearly as often as I would have guessed I would."

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Ezra smirked at her over his shoulder. "I know, and what a damn shame that is with such attractive neighbors." Saying that was compulsory, sorry. "But if it's any consolation, I haven't been on the island for a while."

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Cosima smirked back at the compliment and stepped further into the room.

"Such a shame," she said. "So, what were you up to instead?"

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"Just some boring stuff I unfortunately couldn't get away from." Also known as his go-to non-answer, delivered in a perfectly easy fashion. "Nothing too important. Glad to be back."

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Cosima knew a non-answer when she heard one, so she raised an eyebrow slightly but made no further comment.

"I don't think you missed much," she shrugged. "Boys were girls for a while, and there was one weekend where everybody was 40, but apparently that's totally standard around here."

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"I heard about the boys-to-girls thing." He'd entirely missed the other weekend – as in he'd gone to bed one evening and woken up to find a few days had passed – which seemed like it might have had some unfortunate implications. So he wasn't going to say a damn thing about that. "I'm sorry I missed it, it sounds as if it would've been right up my alley."

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"There were definitely a couple more cute girls around than normal," Cosima nodded. "And some of them even managed not to look totally freaked out about it."

Freaking out wasn't a good look on anyone.

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"Please tell me you at least tried to make out with one or two of them."

Ezra, not everyone is you.

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"I don't try to make out with every cute girl I see," Cosima said, rolling her eyes a little. "Why, would you have?"

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"Of course!" Ezra replied, because he had zero per cent shame in his entire body. "I would've tried to do that even if I'd been a girl myself."

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"I bet some of them would have even said yes," Cosima told him, laughing a litte. "Probably some of the regular girls would have, too, even if they didn't usually like girls."

Really, it was hard for her to imagine somebody turning Ezra down without a good reason.

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Ezra's little smirk made it seem like he probably agreed with that unspoken assessment. As well as the spoken one.

"Thank you. It seems people appreciate a good thing, sometimes, even if it's not generally their preferred one."