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It's okay, I've got plot armor. I'm basically the main character, I can't die.
Obviously, you've never watched Rogue One, my friend. Or Titanic.

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Remi always enjoyed the buzz and excitement of a fresh, new year. It was a time when people were still excited to get started, catch up with old friends and meet new ones. The crippling pressure of keeping up with grades and cramming for tests while juggling life and relationships hadn’t set in. Everyone seemed happy, for the most part, and Remi loved that. Even the silly games and recruiting tables brought a smile to her face. Her gaze shifted from a group of students at a ring toss game to Gabe as he spoke. She followed the gesture of his mug to the sign he was pointing out and she couldn’t help but chuckle a little. That was one hell of a crossover game. If she was being honest, it did sound kind of fun, but she was sure Gabe was right. The number of meathead jocks that would be using it as an excuse to flaunt their manliness was sure to cause some headaches with that one.
“Aw, they're just trying to weed out the weak,” she joked back, giving him a little nudge. Her eyes landed on a huge stuffed bear then, dressed as a ballerina and her eyes lit up. “Oh Gabe, look how precious she is!” she exclaimed, pointing towards the game.
"Maybe they're just trying to get patients for the med students," Gabe mused, making a face and twisting away from the nudge with a laugh, "neurology would be thrilled."
Looking where Remi pointed, Gabe laughed, "Hey, look, you found your triplet." He could remember a time when Remi's room had been completely overrun with plushes.
The ballerina-bear game looked to be one of those "toss balls at increasingly difficult targets" kind of games (in true university fashion, Gabe was sure that at least three of the targets involved macgyvered alcohol bottles). "Do you wanna try to win the thing? Not sure if it'd fit in your room." One thing Gabe had learned early on was that there was always enough room for plushes.
The campus, and the quaint blocks surrounding it, buzzed with an energy seen only at the beginning of the year; when people were excited to see their friends again, to get drinks at the student union pub, or even to possibly even crack a textbook. Remi and Gabe, armed with an appropriate amount of tea after abandoning the rest with Blake, made their way through the bustling streets to the courtyard outside of the student's union building where the requisite recruiting table for the union was set up among the more whimsical things meant to lure people in - proclaimed things like a rubber duck race, an orienteering challenge, and a slightly ominous sounding crossover between the floor is lava and capture the flag.
"That is going to end in tears-" Gabe said, pointing with his travel mug to the crossover sign, "-man, we're lucky natural selection doesn't work over a single generation."
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What do you mean?!? That's so uncalled for. You wound me. Everyone knows I'd be the lady running with a flare in stilettos.
Because alerting the carnivores to your location, wearing inappropriate footwear, is definitely not asking for a Darwin Award.
[text]: Hey mister. Wanna come get tea with me? Baby brother requested some.
[text]: hell yeah, where are you heading? i can meet you there
[text]: It's your fault I like dinosaurs at all xP [text]: Yay! [text]: That could be fun...anything really so long as we are hanging out <3
[text]: Excuse you, you were JUST as into Land Before Time as I was when we were little
[text]: Which, while vastly inaccurate by literally millions of years, is still the SUPERIOR dinosaur series
[text]: I'm just locking my bike, I'll be in in like a minute with a backpack full of dinosaur travel mugs

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[text]: Yessss. [text]: Oh yes please. [text]: Do you have one with a velociraptor on?
[text]: Always the velociraptors with you
[text]: I'm grabbing it now - I'm on my way.
[text]: The student union's got some stuff going on today, you wanna head there after or did you have something else in mind?
[text]: Hey mister. Wanna come get tea with me? Baby brother requested some.
[text]: hell yeah, where are you heading? i can meet you there
[text]: That little shop off main. It's been my fave lately. [text]: We can drop off tea for Blake and then maybe hang for a bit? [text]: I miss your face.
[text]: The place with that weirdly good tea with the beetroot in it? I can be there in like fifteen.
Gabriel O'Donnell is typing...
[text]: I miss your face, too.
[text]: Do you want me to bring you a travel mug?
Hmmm... I do vaguely remember the T. Rex eating that guy in the outhouse. What a way to go.
Riley, you would be the guy in the outhouse.
[text]: Hey mister. Wanna come get tea with me? Baby brother requested some.
[text]: hell yeah, where are you heading? i can meet you there
I guess at least you can always say that you fought a dinosaur and lived to tell the tale. Not many people can say that.
It was less a fight than head-on-collision that he swears was just a bear hug. Don't get bear hugged by tyrannosaurs. Good way to get taken out of the evolutionary chain.

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Riiiight... okay. So you're saying we should buy them Arcteryx jackets instead of fridges? I heard those jackets are really warm.
It pains me to ask you this as a self-respecting palaeontologist - but have you ever watched Jurassic Park?
I mean that and like... fire? From the meteor? How else would they have died? Some ancient dinosaur disease?!?
...Well we know that titanosaurs got pneumonia, probably as a complication from tuberculosis, but it doesn't show up in the fossil record enough for us to know if it was widespread enough to cause catastrophic population harm...
...WHICH IS NOT THE POINT. It took over thirty-thousand years (conservatively) for the terrestrial dinosaurs to go extinct after impact. Some dinos in the wrong place at the wrong time may have been squashed or flambéed, but most died off as the result of massive global cooling from the dust kicked up by the asteroid impact. The mean global temperature may have been below freezing for around three years as its coolest. That's not good for cold blooded creatures that can't freeze solid and live to tell the tale.
"Their recruitment methods are... interesting. A+ job with the inflatable dinosaur costumes, but I think that they may be scaring off more students than they are attracting. Wait... bodychecked by a velociraptor? I would ask if they hired a small child to wear that costume, but then again the small army of tyrannosauruses are not exactly to scale either..."
Considering that the costume was definitely Jurassic World branded, I'd be more worried that they were called Velociraptors at all (Based on size alone they'd have to be Utahraptors) more than their scale. But no, it was not a small child. His name was Hank and Hank weighed about eighty pounds more than I did at the time. I had to get a wrist x-ray. Good times.
Hold up, I thought the dinosaurs died because of a meteor. Like WABAM 🔥 Mass extinction, no more dinos.
...I-
You know, this started out as a joke because I do have a sense of humour. But you think dinosaurs died because they got squashed?
Too bad dinosaurs didn't have fridges 5 gazillion years ago, maybe then they wouldn't have perished.
I - okay. You know fridges make things colder and that was kind of a problem for dinosaurs, right?

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"Trying to decide if I should be worried or amused that there are a bunch of students running around in dinosaur costumes terrorizing a bunch of freshman..."
"it's called recruitment, Yuri. I'm looking out of the window at them, they have flyers. I got bodychecked by a velociraptor my first day."
I don't know who did this to our fridge, but we need to be friends.
P.S. the dinosaurs are in the office, we do actually need room for perishables.