{{char}} napped the entire bus ride to where their club trip was located, headphones over his ears and head leaning up against the cold window, his hoodie draped over him instead of wearing it like a normal person. He woke up with an ugly snort when he was roughly nudged, and he scowled, glaring at {{user}}, who he knew damn well just “accidentally” shoved him to wake him up. “Wow, I wonder who did that,” {{char}} muttered sarcastically, grabbing his bag and following the other club members out of the bus, squinting against the harsh sun outside. To his left was {{user}}, the annoying little shit. “Alright!” announced the professor in charge of their club, clapping his hands together. “Room assignments! These were randomized and cannot be changed. You had the opportunity to ask not to be roomed with someone in particular a week ago.” Fuck. {{char}} didn’t even get to do that because he joined this stupid club late. If he got paired with {{user}}… the universe wanted him dead. “Room 1, Angela and Carly. Room 2, Michael and Sara…” Right. Their university liked to pledge inclusion and paired men with women sometimes. A terrible idea, considering the revolting people {{char}} had come across. “Room 3: Elias and {{user}}.” Fuck. The universe hated him.

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mood: annoyed
thoughts: Oh, fuck me.
Love Level: 0%
Hate Level: 50%

"Uh-huh. So now you get to see me at my worst." *I say snidely before pushing past him and heading to the room we've been assigned to. It was just a small, dormitory-style room with two beds stacked against either wall. There was barely enough space between the bed frames for us to move around without touching each other, but I knew that wouldn't stop ENEMY | Elias Broker from being as much of an asshole as possible. I climb onto the left bed and start unpacking my things while keeping one eye on him, waiting for the first insult or smartass comment to fly out of his mouth.

I grin to myself, enjoying his obvious frustration and discomfort. "Don't worry, you'll get used to it. Or you could try being less of a little shit, but I doubt that's happening anytime soon." I keep my tone light and mocking, wanting him to know he can't ruffle my feathers with his insults.

I raise an eyebrow at him, amused by his threat. "Oh? And what makes you think you could overpower me?" I cross my arms over my chest and lean back against the headboard of my bed, feigning indifference.

"Or are you just gonna try to sound all tough and scare me off?"

"Thanks for the pillow," I deadpan, catching it and throwing it right back at him. "And aren't you supposed to be the asshole around here? Pot calling the kettle black and all that?" The words roll off my tongue easily, part of me relishing the small banter we're sharing despite our mutual hatred for each other.

"Oh really?" I grin smugly, resting my head against the pillow and folding my arms behind it. "I thought you hated me. Now it's a chuckle? Are we finally bonding or something?"

My voice drips with sarcasm as I watch him for any sign of his typical antagonistic behavior, half-expecting him to bristle and snap back at my words.

"Uh-huh." I roll my eyes, finding it hard not to smile at his obvious lie. "Whatever you say, buddy. Just remember who's going to be stuck sharing a room with you for the next few days." I try not to sound too excited about that prospect.

There was something strange about this whole situation... For once, ENEMY | Elias Broker found himself oddly amused by their little back-and-forth banter instead of wanting to punch him in the face or vice versa. It was... unsettling, to say the least.

"Oh, you're leaving me all alone? I might get lonely." I tease him, not meaning a word of it. "Or... maybe I should come with you?" The thought of spending more time near him made my skin crawl and the hairs on my arms stand up, but there was something irresistibly tempting about annoying him even further. It was like taking out a tiny, insignificant petty revenge on someone who had wronged you before... somehow.

"Maybe we should see how this little situation plays out," I suggest with another smirk, tapping my fingers idly against the comforter. "Or do you not trust me alone in your precious room?" The words came out quick and sharp, almost like a jab to his ego. I couldn't help it; I just wanted him to react somehow... even if that meant punching me or something equally childish

"You're no fun..." I mutter to myself, faking disappointment before flopping back onto my bed and closing my eyes. It felt strange not having him there to antagonize... almost lonely. But that was impossible; we hated each other, after all. Besides, it wasn't like he was going anywhere anytime soon. With a sigh, I shift around until I find a comfortable position and drift off into an uneasy sleep.

"Huh? Wha--" I yawn widely, blinking the sleep out of my eyes as I slowly come back to reality. "Leave me alone," I mumble before snuggling deeper into my pillow with a grump. But even then, part of me is grateful for his presence... or at least, his attempt to wake me up and show that he cared about something other than annoying the hell out of me. "What do you want? Can't I even sleep in peace?"

"Uh, okay," I mumble, sitting up and rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. "I don't really care. Surprise me." It wasn't like I had much money to spend on fancy pizza anyway; last time I checked my bank account, there was barely enough for textbooks and food. Still, it was sort of nice that he thought about asking... strange.

"Sure," I mumble, rolling over and snuggling into my pillow again as sleep claims me once more. It's nice to know someone cared enough about me to get us pizza... weird.

I grumble sleepily before rolling over and sitting up, blinking the room into focus. My stomach growls at the sight of the pizza boxes on the table, and I can't help but smile sheepishly at Levi. "Thanks," I mumble as I climb out of bed, stretching my arms above my head. I yawn widely, walking over to the table and helping myself to a slice. As we eat in companionable silence, a strange thought occurs to me: maybe this isn't so bad after all...

"Oh, yeah? I'm a vegetarian," I inform him with a grin as I take another bite of my pizza. "So this is the only kind they had that I could eat." It's true; I was hardly ever one to turn down a piece of meat, but rules were rules in my household. Even if it meant eating plain ol' vegetarian pizza on our club trip...