Tally House

17: "Shall We All Be Like High School Girls"

this is so fucking long, AGAIN! 15k+ words!!! yippee!!!

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   Ross stood in his room, unpacking things and placing them where they originally went. He was softly singing along to some music that he was playing and maybe even dancing a bit. If anyone saw him, he'd probably deny it even though he clearly was. It was currently 10 AM and he had woken up about an hour ago wanting to just do something with his room. So he decided to unpack.

   "She moves through moonbeams slowly," Ross sang. "She knows just how to hold me..."

   As he was putting back some of his jackets in his closet he had a weird feeling that someone was gonna walk in on him. Maybe it was just him being paranoid, but he did live with 4 other people who would come in randomly sometimes without even knocking. If someone did come in though, he wouldn't be as embarrassed since he already put away all the things he was actually hiding.

   "And when her edges soften, her body is my coff-"

   "HEY, ROSS!" Rob exclaimed as he suddenly came in through the door. Ross was right that someone would come in, of course he was.

   "AH!" Ross yelled as he quickly ran to his desk to turn off the music. "God- what do you want?"

   "Calm down, there. I'm just reminding you that it's breakfast time. Since for once we actually woke up later than you we have to have breakfast a little late." Rob said.

   "Oh. I did? When did you guys wake up?" Ross questioned.

   "Hm...maybe about 30 minutes ago," Rob replied.

   "Okay. Uh, I already had breakfast so I don't need to come down."

   Rob laughed. "Since when do we eat breakfast without you? Come on."

   Ross sighed as he followed Rob downstairs and now was in the kitchen where the others were. They all sat on the stools looking pretty tired, especially Zubin since he had a hangover, but it was so weird since Rob was wide awake. Ross could have sworn he saw one of his eyes twitch so maybe he just had so much caffeine that the sleepiness didn't affect him. Or that Rob was immune to sleepiness because Ross had never seen Rob tired much in all of the years he'd known him.

   Since he had eaten earlier he didn't wanna eat much and only put a piece of bread into the toaster to make toast. No one literally stands there and waits for their toast to be ready (unless you're crazy /hj), so he tried to listen in to the small conversation that the other 4 were having. It seemed like they were talking way before Ross came down so he had to try and figure out what they were talking about.

   From what Ross tried to piece together, they were talking about Andrew painting again and occasionally laughing at a very hungover Zubin who had his head laying on the small counter near the stools. He looked exhausted as fuck, and probably was.

   "Guys," Zubin groaned. "Can you guys stop talking so damn loud?"

   Joe laughed, as he was now in the kitchen getting a banana (OH MY GOD). "Aw, poor Zubey. Here, have a banana it might make you cheer up," He said as he threw a banana to the struggling man.

   Zubin lifted his head up off the counter to try and see so he could actually catch the banana but all that did was make the banana hit him directly in the face with a smack. He frowned as he caught the banana before it could fall onto the floor, but was still embarrassed since the other 4 were laughing at him. Ross actually felt pity for him but accidentally let out a small laugh so he put his hand over his mouth as he tried to control his uncontrollable laughter.