( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

[ There’s a bit of an awkward silence for the longest time since Aaron is just simply sitting up in the bed he woke up in next to the person he woke up, there’s a little shuffling around but mostly it’s just him breathing and sort of dazed. ]

Well, well...this is a pleasant surprise. Steph? Hey, Stephhhhhhh...rise 'n shine.

( There’s some mumbling as Steph shifts in the bed, and a low, displeased noise, before she finally speaks, sounding half-asleep and not especially coherent )

Mrrph...go 'way. Too early for your...sciencing or whatever... ( a pause ) Five...hundred more minutes, 'kay?

[ Aaron laughs a bit and lays down in bed, propping his head on his hand as he watches her for a moment before reaching over and slightly patting her cheek. ]

I’m not the sciencing type, Steph. [ Another pause and she’s still not moving before he reaches over and ruffles her hair a bit. ] Steph, Jesus Christ get up you lazy ass.

( There's a confused noise, then Steph seems to realize that she’s not in bed with Sherlock, and she sits up with a startled sound that turns into a surprised gasp )

You...are so not Sherlock. This is such a step up. You have no idea. ( pause ) Wait...you’re not Clint...you’re not nearly sleeveless enough...but you know me...so...( a pause ) OH MY GOD...did you finally settle your tragic divorce from Barbie, Ken doll?

[ Aaron’s always a step up from Sherlock. (Sorry Sherlock). Aaron nearly rolls off the bed with a loud laugh. ]

Last time I checked I wasn’t Sherlock...might’ve had a cover with the name Sherlock once. But that’s because I was bored. [ He laughs. ] Barbie was a bitch. She took everything, all I got to keep was my clothes. [ A pause. ] So...did you club me over the head and bring me to your bed? You could’ve just asked Steph.

( Steph laughs, clearly more awake now and delighted with the new bed partner. Sorry, Sherlock, but she's really happy not to have to worry about severed heads in the fridge and stuff. Also, Aaron’s prettier. When she speaks, it's with mock indignation )

That bitch. ( a laugh ) Well, she may have gotten the car and the dreamhouse, but at least you got to keep your dignity...and your collection of various pairs of brightly colored boardshorts. ( a pause ) Though...now that I think about it, those might be mutually exclusive... ( another pause ) Actually, Asaph brought you back...you know...because reasons. And you showed up in the middle of a thing that was happening. ( another pause as she holds up her hand to show off the ring ) Congratulations, we're fake married.

[ Aaron is way prettier than Sherlock, thank you very much. He stifles another laugh against the palm of his hand because this way too amusing even for him. ] We don’t talk about the collection of brightly colored boardshorts. I’m not particularly proud of them. They’re...flowery. Most of them are pink I think.

[ A pause. ] I woke up in the middle of a thing that...fake marries people? Are we fake dog owners too? Do we have fake hedges?

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[The PDA cuts on in time to hear a cat meow, followed by a child's giggle. Clearly, Lilly has discovered Clint's cat. There's a bit of scurrying about coupled with some more giggling and another meow. Lilly sounds rather delighted when she speaks.]

Kitty! 'lo, kitty!

[some more scurrying about]

Kitty, come.

[There's a soft thump, as though Lilly has leapt off of something and landed on the ground; almost instantly, a much softer thump sounds as the cat follows suit. Lilly begins to giggle even more to the sounds of rapid scurrying about. Why yes, Lilly is playing a makeshift game of tag with the cat, now, complete with the occasional crashing sound, and quite a bit more giggling and meowing.]

(At first there is just unmistakable clinking of ice in a glass, and a drink being poured.)

Just when I was getting better when it comes to life here. Thanks, Morgan. Cheers, asshole.

(The ice clinks again, and nothing further)

Well...this could totally suck more. I could be paired with sourwolf or creepy uncle badtouch But it's still weird being stuck with someone who looks exactly like my best friend's sorta-ex-girlfriend.

It's definitely nice to have a break from the Creepiest Roommate Ever™. I mean, I feel bad for the professor being stuck with the guy, but it's still awesome to not have him acting like a creeper 24/7.

Hey, Bonnie. Want to work on some inventory with me at the shop? And by inventory, I mean practicing spells. I'm really starting to get the hang of this stuff.