Thread Roulette: Questionable Dorms

[Romeo Buckland]

A frustrated growl escaped the Irish boy when he saw that his armoured form did nothing to deter the redhead’s bravado. In some ways, it’s just like looking in a mirror – with the whole arrogance and stubbornness and all that. Heaven knows if Romeo was a little less dense he’d realize this and see why people get so fed up with him at times. Maybe he’d even become less of a douche. It doesn’t seem like it’ll happen within the foreseeable future, but hey, there’s nothing wrong with hoping right?

“Compromise? Are you serious?” He didn’t mean to shout at Cassidy – she’s annoying yes, but only because she has this squeaky voice and she insists on watching Beiber sing – but he’s just so irritated with Odion that he just couldn’t control himself even more. “You really think there’s such a thing as compromise with this snooty git? And why do you even watch World News? Will knowing what’s happening in France or Indonesia affect what you’re doing in here now?” Unless they’re planning on bombing Vermont, Romeo thinks, hearing about them is pretty useless. That so what if they’re having riots and rallies and wars halfway across the globe, not like it’ll affect him. Such a short-sighted view really, considering how interconnected the world currently is. “Can you even understand what they’re saying?”

He slowly approached Odion, ignoring the foot that threatens to kick him away (he’s pretty sure with his armour, it’d hurt the redhead more than it’ll hurt him) and stops when his face is just inches from the boy’s. “Remote please?” he asked with a smirk of his own, cocking his head to the side. “Would you just give me an hour for Robot Chicken, after which I’ll return the remote to you and your boring World News?”

[Odion Martins]

The ginger snickered at the little girl. “No, do you?” He asked. She did seem to know quite a bit about having girlfriends. His eyes narrowed in on Romeo then, matching him in arrogance and any other emotion his fellow Irishmen had. It seemed short tempers were a thing of genetics. “Will watching such a horrid show enrich your mind in any way?” He countered. The obvious answer would be ‘no’ and everyone knew that. If there was anything worth watching that wasn’t a waste of time, it would be the news. His eyes never left the pompous, curly haired boy before him. “I can, can’t you?” He was smiling now, quite proud of himself.

“I guess,” Odion finally agreed, half-throwing the remote at the other boy, “but can you keep your mouth shut?” He asked, lowering his foot slowly. The ginger highly doubted this would happen. If they were going to be watching something someone else found funny, then there most likely would be laughter. There most likely would be resentment sent towards the boy, but if he had to give up an hour of his time, so be it. He had let larger amounts simply slip by without noticing, so this shouldn’t be a big deal. Except for the fact he was highly aware of the those around him and what he was giving up.

[Cassidy Mitro]

Cassidy flinched at the scream and curled into herself away from the now boy in shining armour. He glistened and she couldn't help but strare at him. That was a pretty cool power if ever there was a cool power in the school, that would have had to be it. Cassie quickly lowered her eyes when he mentioned there was no compromising. Cassidy moved away from the television set and across the floor, not daring to stand or distract the boys from their heated argument. Romeo would really hurt the other boy if he had metal encasing his fists.

She didn't wanna see any blood. She also didn't feel comfortablt in the room anymore. They were both being so violent toward one another. Cassidy frowned at Odion. He was being more mean to her then Curly it seemed so she was still on curly's side even though he was frigtening to her right then. Cassidy noticed that violence was getting curly what he wanted and she gave a sigh.
"Is that normally how things work?"
She muttered more to herself then to the boys.

Cassidy stayed near the foot and far edge of the couch, close to the TV but she wasn't watching anymore. She wasn't interested in watching anymore. Not after this stupid fight. Over a remote control? Over a program? What a waste of time.... She hoped she'd remain invisible. She didn't wanna fight to watch a few chart topping songs on the music stations. She'd rather just get up and go when she felt it was safe enough to do so without getting attacked by either of the boys.

[Romeo Buckland]

“Will watching such a horrid show enrich your mind in any way?” said in an obviously mocking, incredibly irritated and extremely childish tone, complete with and eye roll, was all Romeo could say to Odion’s mocking. God how he wishes to wipe the smirk off the ginger’s face with his fists right now.

In any case, the redhead finally relented and it made the Irish boy smile. With men being menboys being boys, winning is everything, and since it has been quite the struggle with Odion and Cassidy, Romeo felt rather accomplished. Even if it all stemmed from just a stupid remote anyway.

He happily shifted out of his transformed state and flopped on the couch right beside Odion, playfully snuggling close if only to gloat and rub his win on the poor redhead’s face. “Would you like to join us here?” asked Romeo, calling out to Cassidy and patting the space beside him. “Watching TV at such close quarters could never be good for you, right?”

Not really remembering which channel had Robot Chicken on, Romeo had to look through every channel one by one. It was frustrating, as not only did the boy only linger at a particular station for a split-second, but he had to growl each time he failed to see his beloved show. He went once, twice and thrice, but to no avail. When he finally remembered to use the ‘search’ feature of the remote and was led to the channel he overlooked more than once, it was already the show’s closing credits.

Furious, he threw the remote down the floor, growling, “Now what?!”

[Odion Martins]

Odion grinned with amusement as Romeo was unable to find his beloved Robot Chicken. He glanced down at the remote before picking it up and trying to change the channel back to the one he wanted. The channel wouldn't move as another atrocious show, Futurama, came on. The ginger frowned and looked the remote over. It was busted, possibly beyond repair. He tossed the remote in Cassidy's direction before standing up. Her, the remote, they were Romeo's problem now.

He left the room and cast the two leftovers one last glance. He would be happy if they never met again. He had nothing left to say, not anything that was nice anyways.

Exit Odion.

[Cassidy Mitro]

Cassidy didn't watch the TV change channels behind her. She didn't seem to care about anything anymore. It was past curfew, she was still not sleepy and was still up. No one really caime to check on her anyway like her parents use to do. She was safe here. Away from any possible danger of detention. Romeo snuggled into Odion and she raised an eyebrow at him, smirking slightly before she dropped her eyes once again to the ground. Each time he growled, she flinched. He sounded a bit like her dad watching a basketball game and that thought made her smirk.

He'd invited her to sit with him but she pretended he didn't say anything in her direction. Suddenly the remote was slammed into the ground in anger and Cassie flinched as shards of black plastic went scattering. Cassie peered from the ginger head to curly cautiously then watched as ginger got up to retrieve the remote. Before she could even gasp, the remote came flying at her. She had little time to duck and it hit her in the forehead sharply before falling into her lap. Cassie groaned and lifted her hand to the tiny scratch on her forehead then frowned as the ginger headed out the door.

"Why are boys always so mean? Was I the one who punched him? Why would he do that to me?"
Cassie merely muttered the question before pushing herself to her feel and slumping toward the exit as well, completely forgetting about Romeo being there. She had too much of a headache now to worry about much else except said headache.

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