My new roommate (FrUK)

Chapter four

I woke up Monday morning extremely tired. "Wow, you finally woke up" Arthur looked at me, sipping some tea. "What do you mean by "finally"?" I asked, sitting up on my bed to look at him. "It is already two in the afternoon, that is why," he pointed to his watch, and I got up quickly. "I am supposed to be in class in twenty minutes," I said, worried as I tried getting my things together. "Why didn't you wake me up?" I asked frustrated trying to gather my things. "What am I, your mother?" He asked, smirking an evil grin. "Besides, how else was I going to get you back for that comment the other day? Consider us even."

Arthur chuckled maniacally as he stood up. He actually got me. Oddly enough, it actually got me excited seeing him like this. Now it is on. "You think you are so funny, huh?" I told him as he turned to me crisply. "Yes, actually" he put his hands on his hips. "This is not over," I stated, and he threw his head back laughing. "Please. Do your worst," he looked back at me in an evil way. He then left the dorm room, closing the door behind him. "Oh, I will," I laughed, wiping hair out of my face.

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"So only a few drops," I read out loud as I opened Arthur's shampoo bottle while he was fast asleep. "Damn bastard," I laughed.
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"WHAT DID YOU DO!!!???" Arthur barged into the room pointing to his hair. "New look?" I asked, smiling  As I bit into an apple. "Brown really suits you," I added, leaving the room.

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"God, last night was- AHHHHHH!!!! Arthur!!!" I yelled, looking at myself in the mirror, horrified. I soon started running back to where he was. "I think you look better that way," he laughed, pointing to my poorly shaved stubble. Arthur laughed, standing up as he opened some popcorn to look at me eating. "Here," he laughed, throwing popcorn at my face.

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"You have been needing a good trim," I laughed quietly as I started to trim his eyebrows a shorter length. They actually came out nice.

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"Did you give up already? Damn frog?" Arthur laughed, standing up from his bed. "I wouldn't say that," I laughed as he walked past a mirror and stopped suddenly. "What did you do to my eyebrows," he said, horrified, rubbing them. "You shaved most of them off, you idiot!" He yelled, getting a shoe and throwing it at me. "Is that the best you can do, eyebrows? Oh, wait I can't call you that anymore!" I laughed, running out the door.

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I woke up the next morning looking around. He was not in the room. I wonder what he has planned. I stood up quickly to make sure he did not ruin my face, but I slipped on the floor and fell on my back. "That hurt," I said, touching the floor, and it was oily. "What the?" I said, confused. I placed my hand on a shelf to help myself up, but I touched something that made a loud noise.

I was hit in the face by something. Once I opened my eyes I touched my face and it was pie. "Arthur!!!!" I yelled, and he came out laughing at me. "What a loser," he laughed happily, taking out a camera and taking a picture of me. "How about them apples," he smiled in happiness. He genuinely smiled.

I started to laugh as I stood up with the pie in my hand. "What are you doing?" He asked, horrified as I pulled him into the slippery floor, making him fall down as I started to shove the pie in his face. "Francis!!" He yelled, pulling my hair so I would get off of him. However, he was laughing so hard that he held onto his side to calm himself down.

He was happy and smiling. It was so adorable. "Come here," I laughed, pulling him closer, rubbing the whipped cream all over his face. "How do you like that!" I laughed as well as he tried to get away from me. "Back up," He yelled, finally standing up, but he slipped on the oily floor, Falling down once more.

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"Are we done?" Arthur huffed out, trying to catch his breath. "Yes, I guess so," I said, placing the pillow down I was using as a weapon and for protection from him, who had a stuffed animal of a green bunny in his hand. We both sat on the floor and leaned against our beds. "So.... what do you have planned this weekend?" I asked, breathing in. His eyes widened, and he started to laugh again. "Why? Do you plan to murder me?" He laughed, wiping sweat off of his face.

"No, but I made some friends from class, and they invited me to a pool party. They said I could bring anyone I wanted to be there. So I thought of you," I explained making him get embarrassed. "You want me there?" He asked, surprised, and I nodded. "Why not? You are pretty cool," I laughed. "Well... I do not really like water, so I rather not," he said, a bit nervous.

"Nonsense, just come for fun," I smiled and he looked unsure. "I do not know; I would not want to be a killjoy," he said, even more nervous, but I shook my head. "I want you there, please? We are on a truce," I laughed, tossing his bunny animal at him. Arthur caught it with his hand and laughed. "Fine!!! I give up," he smiled sweetly at his stuffed animal.

Even though we pranked each other badly, I still think that Arthur is really excellent and exciting. I made some friends, and they actually suggested I bring him since I "do not stop talking about him." But how could I not stop talking about Arthur, he was ...... I do not know how to put it.

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