Roommate 0.5 (Lucy)

[Olivia Baker]

It took all of her willpower to shut off the hot water that'd been pounding on her face for the past 10 minutes despite her being out of things to wash. She was so tired of the cold, and knew that the second she stepped out of the shower and onto the bathmat she'd freeze. After a deep breath she counted to three and turned the knob off, the steam preventing the air to flat out bitch slap her back into reality. 

She grabbed her yellow towel as fast as she could and wrapped it around her body drying herself off before stepping out of the bathroom. 

She groaned feeling her muscles clench. Why couldn't they keep the dorms temperature above 65? It wasn't suitable for actual living. 

She crossed the threshold stopping short when she saw roommate 0.5. "Hi." she grumbled putting her head down to make a b-line for her room.

Whens she reached it and went to turn the door knob it didn't budge. Was. This. A. Fucking. Joke? Her room was locked. Her key was on the inside. "nooooo" 

[Lucy Serrano-Blaise]

It was bound to happen sooner or later, right? That Lucy would wind up in a one on one with a roommate of Penny's. She'd done pretty well to ignore then all so far - save for the moment she met Reece. That, she reasoned, was different. Reece didn't live there. And Penny was there by the time one of her roommate showed up anyway. Whatever; that clusterfuck of a day wasn't what Lucy wanted to think of now, even if it made her want to see the psychometrist even more.

Walking in, she made the usual beeline towards Penny's door and knocked, this time with her hand instead of her boot. No answer. That was when she noticed the sound of running water promptly turn off.

Like Lucky would really be that lucky, right?

Of course not. "Hn." She replied to the joke of a greeting, once Liv's back was turned. The towel-clad girl who walked out wasn't a form her eyes frequently traversed. But she did it anyway, her eyebrow raising at the sight. Well damn, look at the body the broad had been hiding under that massive winter coat.

She had to snicker when she realised the girl's dorm was locked. Lucy instinctively reached out towards the handle to Penny's door, trying to turn it as well. Overtly so. "I know, right?" She asked her, an amused grin pulling at her features. "Ain't it a bitch when you get locked out."

[Olivia Baker]

"Mmhmm." Liv squeaked through tight lips refusing to actually look at Lucy. If she tried just one more time, harder, softer, two hands "Come onnnn" She whimpered begging the doorknob to decide to open, holding her towel up with her upper arms. 

The last time she'd seen Lucy was that incredibly uncomfortable day with Reece there purely to torture her and flaunt around another girl just to remind her that they weren't a thing. God she fucking hated that boy. She hated him right now especially since she was standing practically naked in front of a stranger. God this was embarrassing. She'd have to call the housing staff to let her in... which was also fantastic since her phone was locked inside her room.

She took a breath. "Lucy?" She said, back still turned to her, "Can I um... Do you have your phone with you?"

[Lucy Serrano-Blaise]

Pressing a hand to her mouth, Lucy tried her best not to overtly laugh at the girl. She'd never been in that position herself, so she couldn't sympathise. Locked out in a towel in what Lucy would argue to be the cold?

Hi-fucking-larious.

She even tilted her head slightly when she watched the girl struggle a bit with her towel.

When Liv finally looked back at her, Lucy's gaze was still travelling across her form, her lips pressed into a faltering line - she was trying to keep in her amusement, really, but it was failing her.

"Why? You want my number?" She asked, raising her eyebrows and finally leaving Penny's door to walk towards her. "You gonna write it down? Or are you good with memorising them?" Before she could get a decent word in edge wise, Lucy pushed through her laughter; "Ahh, you wanna give me your number. Well, okay. I'm not gonna say no to a half naked chick. I'm not invincible."

Patting her back pocket, she realised she was carrying was the usual sharpie. Ah well, that'd suit her either way. Pulling it out, she sunk her teeth into the lid and drew the pen away, holding it to her sworded forearm; "Digits, bitch. Let's go."

[Olivia Baker]

The look on Lucy's face was quite frankly insulting. Was she seriously looking at her like LOOKING at her? Liv looked back down at her body, the towel slipping slightly down her bust and quickly fixed it. "No I don't want your number." She retorted without missing a beat though her words seemed to be lost within Lucy's own amusement. "Ha ha." She rolled her eyes before the redness flooded to her cheeks. Jesus christ she was admitting that she was checking her out. At least she was nice enough to say half naked instead of fully since she hardly considered a towel clothing. And she was still staring! "Take a picture Lucy it'll last longer." She huffed "I need your phone to call housing so someone can unlock this door." 

"No way!" The nervous laughter was coming on. Liv wasn't good at staying mad looking for long and she was getting colder and she really didn't like what boobs did when they got cold especially around other people and holy shit she'd never been so uncomfortable in her life. "No digits." The word sounded so stupid coming out of her mouth. "Lucy come on just give me your phone."

[Lucy Serrano-Blaise]

Lucy was overtly grinning at the whole situation. The words Liv was offering weren't exactly lost on her, but once the Australian was on a roll, there was little that could actually stop her.

Her nervous laughter drew a wider smile from the ink manipulator. "Ahh, see? Look at you, being all cute." Instantly, she offered a snarky little sound to her own words, the tip of the sharpie in her hand trailing across a small point of her skin idly.

"Fine." Lucy retorted finally, procuring the device from her other back pocket and holding it up towards her. Not out, up.

The device made a little sound; click!

Lucy pulled it back towards herself, chuckling at the fact. "You did say take a picture, yeah?" She asked, clutching the phone as she turned the screen towards her to show her just how awkward she looked right now. Once she could see it, Lucy quickly pulled the phone away.

Who knew, maybe this chick liked to snatch. "How'd you know my name?"

[Olivia Baker]

Finally, the girl was actually going to cooperate and give her the phone. She relaxed putting her hand out to receive when she instead went from handing to holding it up. Was she seriously? 

Liv lunged at her as she took the picture, holding the towel up with one hand. Was she fucking serious? "Delete it!" She demanded, flustered almost losing the towel forcing her to stop and readjust. 

"Oh come on you're here every other day and I've heard Penelope say your name. Plus Reece." She said reminding her of that oh so pleasant first exchange. 

"But seriously though delete that right now." Any trace of a smile had left the brunettes face. The last thing she needed were pictures of her in a towel floating around. 

[Lucy Serrano-Blaise]

Lucy instantly threw her head back to laugh at Liv's response. Of course she was going to freak out. It was impossible not to lose her mind laughing at that. It was so difficult to try and calm down long enough to respond. The moment she tried, she just burst out laughing again.

Already, she was texting it off to someone. Maybe Sawyer first.

Her eyebrows raised for a moment when this girl mentioned Penny. Alright, the Reece thing might have made a bit more sense, but she couldn't imagine Penny actively talking about her to anyone.

Right?

She scoffed at the notion of deleting the image, her eyes turned to her phone as her fingers moved across the screen.

"Maybe. Depends," She began, another grin tugging at the corner of her mouth; "She been talking about me?"

[Olivia Baker]

Liv rolled her eyes. "You two are NEVER exactly quiet. She didn't have to talk to me about it for me to figure out who you are plus there aren't that many Australians here." Hell there weren't that many students at the school. Liv knew most people's names even if she didn't know them personally. Either way she wasn't about to blab weather or not Penny talked about Lucy... not that she ever did directly. 

Her eyes scanned down to the Australians fingers, her stomach tightening. She was actually sending it to people. Liv's blood was boiling. "Who are you sending that to?" God, this was her worst fucking nightmare. She had half the mind to drop the towel just so she couldn't take more pictures. IF she was naked it'd be considered child pornography and the smart ass would get herself arrested for sharing. Granted she had some dignity... and she'd never been naked around anyone before.... and even if it'd get her arrested she was sure that she'd take and send the pictures anyway if not just to make her life a living hell. 

"Seriously though that's really not cool..." And here she thought they could be friends. Apparently not. 

[Lucy Serrano-Blaise]

While Lucy knew it was supposed to be embarrassing to be told she and her counterpart weren't quiet, it just made her grin. The one time they'd actively tried to remain quiet seemed to work well enough, save for the pretty crazy bruise she wore from it. At some point she had to tell Penny about what Liv had said, but it was the kind of think the ink manipulator would pick her moment for.

Her reaction would be absolutely priceless.

Raising her phone again, she idly waved it about. Taunting the roommate further. Who she might send it to? She wouldn't day. That'd be giving the game away.

"Calm your tits, sweetheart. God knows you're a centimeter from showing them." Lucy glanced down at the falling line of her towel quickly, waiting a moment before looking at her face again. "Aye, you ever fuck the gorgeous fella from a while back?"

[Olivia Baker]

Liv huffed. She was not good at fighting and this entire exchange was absolutely exhausting and frustrating especially since fighting and making people miserable seemed to be the Australian's favorite game. Getting mad wasn't working. Playing along wasn't working. What the hell was she supposed to do at this point?

She swallowed hard pulling her towel back up slightly. "NO. No I didn't FUCK the guy from a while back." She was losing it. Every single part of her was done being nice. This girl was an intruder in HER dorm and making a fool out of her. "I didn't and I don't plan to. Lord knows you probably did already." She said regretting it instantly since she knew this conversation would only end up hurting herself. Lucy didn't care about Reece. 

Feeling defeated she plopped down onto the couch. She was done and keeping track of her breasts would be a lot easier without all the moving about. 

[Lucy Serrano-Blaise]

"Cute little huff." Lucy pointed out, breathing a laugh at the sound she'd offered.

She tried really hard not to lose it laughing again, so instead she opted for a more tame chuckle. Ah, how people freaked out about the placement of a good swear. There was a game, and then there was too far. Liv must have felt like the Australian had pushed her beyond the limits of fun, but between the two the lines clearly differed. "Don't blame you for a call like that."

So Reece wasn't as lucky as Lucky had been. She'd have to remember that.

"Oh yeah, you reckon so?" Lucy asked purposefully, her eyebrows raising at the question she gave the other girl. She wasn't sure she wanted to give that up as a lie just yet. She made a point of leaning against the back of the couch where Liv sat. A well placed glance and she'd be getting a decent look town that towel of hers. Lucky for her, her eyes were still on her phone. "Foursome thing really fucked you off too, aye?" She asked, "The bitches of four-oh-six need to learn to take a bloody joke."

[Olivia Baker]

Why. Was. She. Still. Talking?! Liv could do nothing but cross her arms and glare up at the woman who she was certain would be the death of her. She was so beyond ever the entire exchange and had completely given up any hope that Lucy would help her out meaning that she was seriously there to do nothing bot torture her. She felt like an idiot. 

She would ignore her. She would fucking ignore her and everything she was doing until she learned to play nice. Lucy liked attention so giving her none of it was sure to drive her nuts. Olivia looked away from Lucy grabbing a magazine off the table. 

She winced slightly at her words, but continued to ignore her, flipping the page as Lucy finished talking.

[Lucy Serrano-Blaise]

On the contrary, a lack of a reaction was a reaction. It proved, without a doubt, that Lucy was getting under her skin. In the time she'd known Penny, she'd dealt with the same tactic. Hell, most people opted for the silent treatment when they wanted to opt out.

"You sure the cold ain't getting to you?" Lucy started, because with things like these, it was always better to start simple.

Next question; "You reckon Reece'd get a kick outta this one if I sent it his way too?" Lucy asked, glancing over her shoulder at the way she flipped through that magazine. She wished Penny had the capacity to answer her phone.

Without glancing at her, Lucy knew she'd miss the way the Lucy was looking at her until she did or said something to drag her focus back physically. Because really, she knew she already had the girl's attention. "This what you do when you're listening through walls, sugar tits?"

A purposeful glance down to the things in question now as she leaned a little closer; "I reckon you're about two degrees off smuggling raisins."

[Olivia Baker]

Do not look up. Do not answer her. Do not show that you are even listening. Liv repeatedly coached herself doing her best to block her out completely. The first two comments were honestly predictable. She knew it was only a matter of time before she brought up Reece, again. Did it bother her? Incredibly. She wanted nothing more than to punch the girl in the face and then go hunt down Reece and punch him too, explaining nothing since honestly they still weren't even anything other than some weird friendship thing that she wouldn't even call friendship. But she blamed him for part of this anyway. 

When the girl got close, looking down Liv's towel she snapped and before she could even process her movement or the attention to detail her "outfit" required she lunged at lucy, losing the towel in the process but pushing her away. "Do you mind?!"