perfect night

"i've honestly debated putting a duct tape line down the middle of our room and putting booby traps in along my side should she dare to cross over," annabeth deadpanned. honestly, there were moments when she wasn't sure she was going to make it through the entire year without severely maiming the horrible harpy that had been assigned to her. and she still intended to send a strongly worded letter to housing later about it, demanding that whoever had worked on their living arrangements truly needed a new change in career. "just don't be surprised if you wake up one morning and i'm asleep on the floor of your room--that's all i'm saying." peter's optimism and love of helping out other people was beyond precious, and annabeth wasn't sure she'd ever get over just how often she thought that. especially when it extended to people that he didn't even really have a vested interest in. "next year," she agreed. "you and i will be a dynamic duo, putting all the other RAs to shame. i promise."

"oh geez, that bad, huh? is she the type to really push your boundaries like that?" peter couldn't help but feel guilty for the roommate assignment, he really had no way of knowing that they'd be such a bad match. he really hoped by gods that someone in housing is able to cover that up for him, he really can't have annabeth hating him for it. and knowing annabeth this wasn't going to be an easy fix. can't even imagine what it must be like for the girl on the receiving end of annabeth's discontent, and what she's done to get annabeth like this. "of course, don't worry at all. feel free to use my room as a safe haven. i'm here for you whenever you know that." he'd do whatever to make her feel comfortable in her own home. he grinned, "i'll hold you to that promise. until then, i'll do a mighty find job for the both of us." he salutes her with a laugh.

finn could tell that it wouldn't be worth trying to convince the other boy that apple juice was shit. and honestly, he could've cared less about the others drink preferences. as long as there was some sort of alcohol involved later, he'd put up with the shitty juice rants. "agree to disagree then. and it never really matters what the drink comes served in when there's alcohol in it. as long as it ends up in my system, i'll drink it out of whatever."

peter doesn't really want to let it go but he has a feeling finn knows he'd lose if he tried, "i'm definitely more about the chaser than the alcohol itself. like fruit drink over straight vodka, easy decision there!"

"honestly, i'm questioning the same thing," annabeth muttered. "then i wouldn't have an actual demon as a roommate right now. not to mention, i'd be incredible at helping other people with their problems." okay, so that was probably a lie and annabeth was fully aware that peter would know that. annabeth sucked at comforting other people more than 'sorry that sucks. care to go throw a knife at things until it sucks less?' "maybe next year i'll apply. just didn't want to get too overwhelmed with my classes, you know? and then we can go all mission impossible together."

"your roommate can't be that bad, can she? and you're super smart and practical, are you sure there isn't a way to settle whatever problems you have with her? i'd offer as the RA to play mediator but since i'm your bestie, it'd be too biased. the most i can do is give you a place to run to. and try to diffuse the situations when they arise, i'm good at that! no one can say no to me. well they can, they do, but it doesn't stop me from trying!" he knew annabeth could be hard headed but the RA in him couldn't imagine a world where his residence weren't happy living there. he knew there had to be a solution somewhere, he'd do his darnest to figure it out. "but yeah see, if we were a duo, we could easily make up for each other's blind spots, i can handle the people problems and you can be the one that says no to things! but i get it, my classes are a bit lighter this year, so i kinda have all the time to focus on this. but i won't forget when those applications go up end of year, i'll make you sign up with me. you know i will! so you can't back out!"

she kind of hates how he's just dissipating any doubts she had about his friendship with annabeth, how impartial he's being and . . . well, how much she already fancies him. " right, yeah. you're so right. you can always always come to me, like anytime and i'll set the record straight. mm-hmm. " she nods, a soft twirl of her hair between her fingers as she acts totally chill because obviously she'd never lie, but of course she also does want him to, like, totally come see her anytime. just in case that wasn't clear. it makes her laugh how he corrects himself to state they were her words, a smirk staying put on her lips as he continues on with his interests. " i don't think games or comics are lame, so with sour gummies too, that's actually an incredibly strong start for you. " she admits easily, only in slight disbelief at how turned on she is. he's so cute, so hot, so goofy, so sweet... she wants him. " well, she surely can't get worse. " rose huffs. " so, even if you fail miserably, it's fine. "

"yeah exactly! and i know where you live so should be easy to find you. wait- that sounds...well, only out of context i guess. but like, you also know where i live so that's normal," he spoke mostly to himself, not wanting to come off as a weirdo since he just met her and he felt like he had a great first impression going even if she despised his best friend. like it shouldn't have been working out this great, but he wasn't complaining when he found her cute and he already really enjoyed the way she smiled at him. "oh really? cool. then yeah! i love them. no shame about it at all. and if you ever wanted to come over, i could offer you all of that. especially sour gummies. i've got like heeps." he really can't imagine it getting worse between annabeth and rose, he hasn't seen them fight in-person yet but based on what he knows about annabeth, he doesn't think she can really get that mad. "either way, i'll do my best not to! and try to make up for it every step of the way."

" he'd be so scared of you, " she nods, knowing how intimidating dakota could be when she wanted to be.. " you're hot, period. " piper laughs with a soft shake of her head. dakota is positiviely gorgeous, not matter on the how or the why; she just is. " you're always so ridiculous. " the brunette grins, not complaining about it either way as her arm loops with the other's, snuggling in a bit in fondness.

"honestly? damn right i am." she laughed, knows she's all the above but the confidence she feels being next to piper, her best friend who's always understood every part of her, allows her to boldly admit it. she grinned, hugging piper's arm, pulling her closer.

" you know, i think i prefer the dumb dakota. she has way more fun. " with him specifically. sam's never going to turn down a bad idea, especially when it sounds like a really really good one at the time— and there's not a chance in hell that sleeping with dakota ever seems like a bad idea, he'd give in to those temptations again as soon as they presented themselves. it's addictive, knowing he shouldn't and wanting to anyway. when it ruins their relationship for good he'll regret it, but until then he's blissfully blind to the consequences.

she rolls her eyes, "yeah well, she's dumb dakota for a reason. she makes mistakes and says yes to your dumb ideas too quickly for comfort." she knows they both know what she's talking about. knows they won't ever speak it out loud and confirm that it happened. wouldn't dare confirm that she's liked when it happens either. they're friends, dumb friends, but she'll deny anything and everything else to keep it that way. knows it's safer that way. it's not supposed to be serious, she's certain they both know that.

"i think i'm just a sucker for a good set of drafting pencils," annabeth said, trying hard to keep herself from continuing to point out all the ways that a mechanical pencil was just far less superior when it came to art purposes. personally, she blamed rose for her need to point out all the ways a person was wrong. it didn't seem as prominent of a habit until more recently.

"i like a 6B sometimes, it's nice and dark but for a fine line, mechanicals are perfect." she'd been drawing with mechanical pencils for a while now, she never really got the hype of official drafting pencils. she found it annoying to keep switching them over and over, it's why she never used color pencils either. she much preferred a medium that was more hands on.

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"woah, woah, woah. i can't let you just jump off the roof if you haven't done that before!" he puts his hands out, trying to stop him in his tracts. "you're making me almost not want to tell you that you probably can fly, but you can, but! i don't know about just spiderman-ing it off a building!" as an RA, (and he was probably saying that a lot), he couldn't have someone do something so reckless. especially if it'd cause self harm. "we should probably get some mattresses first, just in-case, so you have something soft to fall on."

at the other's insistence that apple juice was actually good, it was all finn could do to not shudder. "apple juice takes like actual piss. especially in juice box form. it don't even taste like a real drink when there's all that papery cardboard shit surrounding it. and those little straws? completely useless. it's more work to drink it than it's worth."

"what? not liking apple juice is okay. but all of those reasons in a nice way are the reason juice boxes are better! the paper when it's cold, like makes the juice taste better. and the straw makes it fun! sometimes, the vessel the beverage is in makes it more enjoyable, it's like a margarita when it's in one of those fishbowl glasses, so much better than in just a boring glass."

annabeth was fairly certain her art teachers would have literal cows if they could hear. the other girl insisting that mechanical pencils were better for drawing. "no, you have to use a normal pencil for shading," she insisted. "it allows you to do all sorts of various shades, deepen shadows, make your highlights brighter. mechanical pencils are just too one note."

dakota shrugs, "yeah, like i could probably get a darker pencil, but mechanical pencil has a small tip, lets you do some nice details." dakota loved to draw, anything art related, she was easily drawn to it. but she wasn't too extravagant. anything would do as long as she could be creative.

annabeth had to admit that it was even hard for her to think of many times where she'd seen peter upset. maybe it was a good tactic of him to threaten to unleash such a hurt puppy type of situation on a person if he had to find a way to correct anyone. "sounds like it could work," she agreed. "although, if you find you need to switch tactics, i can always pretend to be your muscle. get. me a fake ear piece, some sunglasses, a tailored pantsuit... and then we can just," she paused, switching into a really bad, fake italian accent. "make them an offer they can't refuse."

"right, i mean, i can't really get upset, but none of them know that yet!," he pointed out with a laugh. "annabeth, i love you and i'm glad you have my back. if anything, i don't know why you didn't sign up to be an RA with me. then you would've had your own room, and you'd do a great job at it! probably better than me. and we could've been like a cool RA duo! we both could've roamed the halls on our rounds, decked out in a sick suit, and walkie-talkies, turning corners going, CLEAR!"

" oh i know that. " piper laughs, that buzzing feeling igniting her bones that she only gets from giggling with her friend. she almost feels like a normal girl again, just messing around with her friends. she shoots dakota a look, smile on her lips at how dramatic she is to go as far as claiming piper her lover. " if you didn't at least go yell at hades, i wouldn't even consider you a friend. " it's the very least when she wouldn't hesitate to do the same. why waste time on people who won't fight with their last breath to help you ? " you're hot without me. you're the hot one. " she chimes, genuine in her words.

"please, i'd raise more than hell, hades would have me blocked or some shit," she laughed. she knows she'd do it too, anything to be where her best friend is. the love she has for piper could take her anywhere, have her do anything, and she was so lucky to have met her. "please. i'm hot mostly by nature, " she grins, hephaestus pride and all that, "you though. wow." dakota would whistle if she could, "i'm lucky to even know you."

annabeth nodded at the question the other girl posed. she tried quickly to think of the best way to explain it, before pulling out a flair pen and a regular ball point pen from her pencil pouch. Pulling off the cap on each one, she held each one up. "okay, so the ball point pen is just like... a metal tip on the end. the flair pen is soft, so it drags more... smoothly," she tried to explain. "and it just makes it better." at the next question, she raised an eyebrow. of course, she had strong opinions on pencils too, but she wasn't sure why anyone would really care about those. "so, it doesn't matter for just writing purposes. mechanical... wooden... it's all the same. but for drawing? wooden all the way. you can change the amount of pressure you put on it, making it way better. mechanical pencils just break if you put too much pressure into it."

oh wow, she's serious, she squinted at the pens, and she could see that they obviously had different tips. "huh. different mechanics. okay, maybe you have a point." dakota enjoyed just asking annabeth questions, her brain was just so different. dakota would never had even cared about any of this. she rather something simple, easy, and if it wasn't broken, why fix it. "i actually really like drawing with a mechanical pencil. i know pencils are like organic or whatever, but if you can rub the tough edge of a mechanical pencil down, that smoothness works so well for shading. really light too, so it's easy to erase." dakota was definitely a bit backwards in her arts practice, tried to not pay attention to so much of what she used anymore, just picked up and tried it out if it felt nice. but the art student in her, definitely came out in moments like this.

honestly, annabeth wasn't completely convinced that peter was just spouting off some of the buzzwords that he'd heard at whatever RA training session they'd shoved him into. still, she supposed that she could see peter deciding to go more the friend route. "oh my gods, peter, are you going to look at kids that break the rules and tell them that you're not mad, just... disappointed? because if you do, please tell me you have practiced your disappointed dad look."

"i might have read that in a handbook and thought that was a good idea! and i did try and practice but! it's hard when you're looking in the mirror at yourself! i couldn't stop smiling," laughing at himself, knowing how exactly how silly he sounded. "but i came up with a good tactic! no one's seem me upset before, so if i threaten it, like 'hey, don't do that next time. i really don't wanna have to get you in trouble and like, if i did, that'd really hurt me more than you.' then like hopefully they feel so bad that they won't do it again. but if they do, well. i haven't thought that far. i figured it would work."