something crazy (RRRpyro and Candira)

Rachel had something of a buzz going. The redhead had had a few more drinks than she had intended to take, but she could still walk in a straight line. Her judgment was a little impaired, but she was fine to walk home. The party she'd been at not long ago was really not worth her time. That was what she got for giving into her begging friends. Frats were so not worth her time and attention. Either goody-goodies, posers, or megalomaniacs attended all parties and it was just too much work to weed out the winners from the losers. "Why can't there just be one guy around here that's not a weird little creep?" she asked herself.

Rachel was well aware of the stares she got as she walked by, her short dress revealing quite a bit of fishnet covered legs, but that was the intent. Her chest was pretty well covered, though she was relatively busty and had nice curves. She chose this dress so it would be easier to tell who was checking her out. She wished that just once, she could come back from a night out with a guy worth taking up to her room for the morning. The woman sighed and pulled her coat a bit tighter to her, walking into the commons of her dorm for a paper.

Zeak sat within the common room of his dorm. His laptop sat open and on before him, a blank document on the screen. He stared at the screen, he had been staring at it for nearly half an hour, yet nothing was coming to him. He frowned and ran a hand through his long brown hair, his blue eyes continued to stare at the blank document before him. He knew there was still several days before this paper was due, but still, he liked to get his work done quickly, that way he would have more time for himself, but for some reason he just could not think of a starting paragraph. He couldn't believe he had turned down a party invitation for this, oh well, not like it was a big lose, there was always a party just around the corner, missing one wasn't going to be the end of the world. Zeak stood up and stretched to his full 5"11 height. He had been out of highschool for nearly 2 years but his body still held that wrestling team physique.

Zeak turned away from the computer, leaving it sitting on the table and moved over to one of the vending machines in the corner. He scanned the selections of drinks and snacks, there really wasn't much to choose from. He settled for a coke and a bag of chips. Just as he was taking the items out of their respective machines the door to the common room opened. Zeak glanced over and noticed the red head girl stepping in. He had never really met the girl before, but he had seen her around a few times. He noticed she seemed slightly buzzed, Zeak straightened, his snacks in hand, "You alright?" He called over to her, his eyebrow arched.

Rachel blinked as she looked up at him a little minx-like smile on his face. "I'm fine," she said, picking up a school paper. "I just had a few more than I probably should have." She was honest, but that could have had something to do with the alcohol in her blood. "Party was a bust though. Have we met? You look awfully familiar," she said, slipping her coat off as the room became quite warm all of a sudden. She kept her little smile even as curiosity set in. She could have sworn that she'd seen him before...but that was silly, surely she would have remembered meeting someone so hot. She waited for his answer as she watched him, her silver eyes taking in as much of his body as she could without being rude.

Suddenly it made sense to him, she had been one of the party goers, it was rare to return from one of those completely sober. "Ah, I see. i'm glad I didn't go than." He chuckled and glanced over at his laptop, "Not like I've been living the life here either.." He mumbled before returning his attention to the girl. "No, I dont believe we have met formally. Though I live in this Dorm also, so we've probably seen each other in passing a few times." Zeak grinned and offered his hand, after moving some items around. "I'm Zeak. You?"

She smiled and took his hand. "I'm Rachel," she said sitting next to him. "Huh, I had no idea... So what have you been up to tonight, Zeak?" She crossed her legs and set her coat next to her, the paper resting neatly on top. "Maybe I can make your night a little more interesting?" She laughed. "Wow, that sounded really bad..."

Smooth....

((sorry, momentary blank. It'll get better))

Zeak took Rachel's hand. "Nice to meet you Rachel." He sighed and looked over at his computer. "I've been trying to write a paper for class, but i've been drawing a blank for the past half hour." His gaze returned to hers and he laughed at her statment. "Well, anything is more interesting than homework." He grinned and leaned back in his chair. "So, since the party was a bust what are your plans for the rest of the night?"

"I didn't really have any," she said leaning back. "What's the paper on?" she asked curiously. "Maybe you just need to take your mind off of it for awhile." The redhead tossed some hair over her shoulder as she watched him. "I was just going to read the paper and maybe watch a movie or something. I might check one out from the front desk." Rachel shrugged and wondered briefly if he would even consider joining her. "If you wanted, you could come up with me. It might give you the inspiration you need."

Zeak glanced at his computer and for a split second he panicked, what was his paper about? He had completely forgotten, suddenly though it came back to him. "The rise and fall of Communism." he sighed and ran his hand through his hair again. "I don't know, maybe your right. Not like its due tomorow anyway." Zeak reached over and shut his laptop and than leaned back in his seat again. He looked sideways at her and grinned. "Your inviting a boy up to your room simply to help them get some inspiration?" He chucled and nodded, "Alright, sounds like a plan."

She shrugged and stood up smoothing out her dress. "Take it as you will. See if I ever try to be nice again." Rachel chuckled and pushed some fiery red hair behind her ear picking up her coat and her paper. "So, when you're ready, I'm in 709." She smiled and winked before going to the front desk and asking for Zoolander. She left her ID there and headed to the elevator, waiting for the steal box to come to her. It made her smile that the hottie she'd met in the common room was actually a little interested. At least he was coming up to her room. He seemed like a smart one, which was always nice to know, and he was definitely nice. Maybe she'd have to start up a movie night with Zeak after all. What was the worst that could happen? Their becoming friends?

Zeak grinned at her remark and watched as she walked away. He sat there for a second in silence, contemplating his options and than with a sigh he quickly packed up his computer into his messenger bag. Zeak stood up, slinging his bag across his shoulders and than looked down at the table. His drink and bag of chips lay unopened on the table. He frowned at the snacks, he highly doubted that he would be needed them anymore. "Here." He said as he thrust the snacks into the arms of anothe student passing by. "Marry Christmas." Was the only explanation he gave as he moved away to the elevator and followed Rachel up. He easily found her door and gave a slight knock.

Rachel had almost forgot that she'd been expecting company. She chuckled a bit, glad that she'd tidied up her room earlier that day. She'd changed from her party outfit into a bit of pajamas--soft cloth shorts that covered as little as possible and soft, white tank top. Once she was sure everything looked fairly normal, she opened her door and smiled. "Hey, come on in."

The redhead grinned and offered him a seat on the futon as she got the movie ready. "Do you want anything to drink?" She asked as he came in.

Zeak grinned as the door was opened and stepped inside at her invitation. He did a quick scan of her room as she led him toward the futon. Zeak pulled off his bag and set it aside as he took a seat on the offered futon. "Yea sure, anything you have is fine with me." He answered to her drink question. He sighed and watched her, "So, what movie are we watching?" He asked as he looked at the tv curiously.

"I grabbed Zoolander from the front desk," she said with a small chuckle. "If that's alright. I have other stuff here, but it's a classic, ya know?" Rachel smiled and walked to her mini fridge, crouching to grab a sprite for both of them. "Here," she said, handing the can to him. She was still feeling a little buzzed, but she managed to hand it to him and sit right next to him on the futon without much incident. "I almost didn't think you were going to come visit. What made you say yes?" she asked, curiosity getting the better of her.

Zeak grinned and chuckled. "Ah yes, Zoolander, the great classic." He reached up and grabbed the can of sprite. "Thanks." He said as he popped the top and took a quick sip out of the can. He stopped and thought over her words for a few seconds and than grinned. "Well, I make it a point never to refuse a request from a pretty girl. And besides," He added with a big smile and pointed at the TV. "Nothing talks more about communism than Zoolander, watch that movie once and my entire paper will be written for me."

Rachel chuckled and leaned against him. "Fair enough," she said as she pressed play, the movie finally starting. "So you think I'm pretty, huh?" she asked, her soft lips curving into a smile. "I'll have to keep that in mind next time I ask you for something." She smiled at him and watched the introduction of the movie, though she would be willing and able to have a conversation with him at any time throughout. Zeak was proving to be quite interesting indeed.

Zeak grinned a little at her coment. "Uh oh. Does that mean I have to be on my guard for the future?" He asked with a little chuckle as the movie began to play. He accepted the weight of her leaning on him without complaint, infact the warmth was actually quite nice. Zeak's eyes roved the room one again. "This place is actually quite clean. Do you have a roomate? Cause I know mine tears up the room all the time. Its impossible to keep it clean."

"She's hardly ever here. Always off at a friend's place, a party, or some boy until finals come around," she said with a little chuckle. "Works for me though. I get this place to myself most of the time." Rachel smiled and turned her silvery eyes to his face once more. "As for being on guard....I don't know if you need to go that far. Maybe just expect a little interaction," she said her little smile pasted to her face as she watched him.

"Wow, that must be nice. Getting a place basically to yourself." He grinned and shook his head slightly as he shook the memories of his roomate out of his mind. He grinned at her next comment. "A little interation? Well i'm sure that i'll be able to comply with that."

((Gah, short. I know. Sorry))

((No worries. It was way late))

Though Rachel hadn't originally intended to plant the idea of sex into his head, it seemed to be there. She smiled and continued to watch him as the movie went on. "It's nice to have the place free so I can interact as much as I want," she said with a little wink. She chuckled, "Really though, I don't invite a lot of people up. I usually just go to their place. So I guess that makes you lucky."

Zeak couldn't help but chuckle as he pictured what it would be like if he didn't have his roomate and he would be able to just do whatever he wanted. "So, I guess I'm pretty exclusive. Though I would count yourself lucky, you dont wanna enter my dorm room unless your wearing a hazmat suit."

How could he have missed such a chance to take advantage of his position? Oh well, she supposed, at the very least, that he was worthy to be in her room. Good looking, nice, smart, honorable. She had to admit that her criteria was starting to sound like a knight's checklist. She chuckled at the thought and shook her head at his joke. "You'd be surprised at some of the places I've been. I would have been grateful for a suit then. Then again, I guess that's what I get for following my friend's around. Someone's got to keep them out of trouble. There's not much reciprocity there though," she sad, leaning against him again. "Your room sounds lived in though. I take it you don't bring girls over often?" she teased.