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[It's been a tough week for John, for a multitude of reasons, but for our purposes we're focusing on the fact that his friend and roommate up and disappeared. John's taking it as a sort of sign to finally move out of the starter apartments, and as soon as he sent his and Bobby's things to storage, he set out for a new apartment.

He's surprised he was able to find one so quick. The rent's fairly affordable, due to the proximity to sector 9, but he can't go all in by himself. Plus, he doesn't know ayone in town who needs a place to live.

Shit. Time to make friends.]

WANTED -Looking for a roommate to split an apartment in northwest sector 4, a few blocks up from Baxter transit stop. Monthly rent even split, utilities not included and negotiable. Basic furnishing, no tv. -Must be human, 28 or older, no gender preference. Company affiliated need not apply. No cats. Must be comfortable around a variety of weapons and disruptions at late hours. Must be able to mind your own buisness. -Contact me if interested.

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I'm twenty-eight on my planet!

Really? You look about 15 to me.

[Jailbaaaaaaaaait.]

[She's 16! But she definitely doesn't shout that indignantly, because that is totally immature.]

We probably have different length years or contradictory appearances at various developmental stages, obviously.

[Obviously.]

Nice try, kid.

[He knows how teenagers operate, okay.]

[She just smiiiles. She hasn't gotten to act like a teenager very often. It's kind of fun!]

Which, of course, disqualifies me from the human stipulation. Woe.

Are you living somewhere?

[Because why else would a teenage girl want to live with a creepy old guy?]

[She laughs. She doesn't want to, silly, she thought the add was funny. 8P ]

I'm just fine for now.

You're sure?

Sure I'm sure.

Just make sure you don't go asking any more strange, old men for apartments. They might not be as respectable as me.

Who says you're respectable, grandpa?

I didn't say yes, for one.

[giggling so much]

Man, if I was actually trying to sell that alien line, I would have at least made cheesy antenna out of wire or something.

And no sketchy guy wants to look gullible when he's trying to impress the ingenue, so indulging the bad story isn't an option.

[Okay, that's got him genuinely laughing. Anya, you're magical or something.]

Sounds like you've got some experience here. Should I be worried?

[Totally not replying to that first part, but have a take-on-the-world smile]

Nobody has to worry about me.

I meant, should I be worried about me, but that's good to know too.

Edited 2012-04-02 07:39 (UTC)

[She laughs again, ducking her head and blushing a little.]

I think you're pretty safe from me.

Edited 2012-04-02 07:49 (UTC)

Thank god for that. I can't tell you how many times I've got my ass kicked by teenage girls.

Don't be too hard on yourself. We are notoriously difficult to keep track of.

Oh, I wouldn't know. I only had boys.

[He did get that sort of impression, though, from Dean's girlfriends.]

What's your name, kid?

I'm Maddy. Nice to meet you, by the way.

John. Nice to meet you, too.

Why 28, anyway?

I mean okay, you swear you're so respectable, but I'd expect it to break down by fives, either 25 or 30. That's how people usually default when they're picking numbers.

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