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Jabber was ecstatic. He'd gotten into a pretty good college, surprisingly, and today was the day they moved into their dorms. He couldn't wait to find out who his roommate was, it didn't matter who, he'd definitely become their best friend.
Cthoni was talking to him about taking this seriously and whatever else she was yapping about as they walked up to the administration so Jabber could get a key to his dorm and find out who he'd be sharing a room with. He wasn't really listening for the most part, he had better stuff to do, like figure out where he could get high without anyone noticing or how to charm his new roommate into being best friends.
Eventually they reached the administration and got the keys, as well as some papers Jabber had to sign, he didn't really read through the papers, so hopefully he wasn't signing his soul away or some shit. When he finally finished signing off on whatever that was, they shoved more papers in his hands. Oh you've gotta be kidding me. He thought. He quickly skimmed over the papers, expecting it was more shit he had to sign. Surprisingly enough, it was just some rules he wouldn't be following anyway, and the name of his new roommate. How nice!
Zanka Nijiku. He could recognize that name anywhere. His lovely Zan Zan~ He'd met him before back in highschool, they didn't really have any classes together, except for homeroom, but Zanka had really made an impression on Jabber. He'd barely really had any conversations with him, all of them ending in Jabber getting punched, but he loved that. Mr bad attitude~ his new roommate!
“What's that reaction for?” Cthoni asked mockingly. Jabber hadn't even realized he was smiling like a maniac, but he couldn't care less. “Zan Zan's my new roomie!” He replied happily, still smiling like a maniac. “Oh, that kid who's hated your guts since high school?” she asked. “Zanka loves me! He just doesn't know it yet.” Jabber replied with a scoff, still keeping that crazy smile on his face.
They made their way to the dorm building and found his room, number 7. Lucky number seven! Jabber thought. He slipped the key in the keyhole and unlocked the door, hoping his roommate was already there. Sadly, he wasn't, but Jabber figured he would just settle in until his Zanka would get there.
----- meanwhile Zanka…
Today was the first day of moving into college dorms and Zanka really, really didn't want to. He'd gotten in on a full scholarship, but his stupid family didn't even want to pay for an apartment nearby. Now he had to live in the dorms, even worse with a roommate, god what if he got some sort of freak as his roommate. It was understandable though, they'd basically disowned him when he went to live with Enjin, but they were still putting pressure on him and they'd probably cut him off completely if he complained.
None of this would have even happened if he hadn't gotten injured back in middle school. Hyo. He hated her more than anyone else in the world, although that freak from high school definitely came close. She knew what she was doing. “Accidentally” injuring him so he couldn't get the spot in that private military high school, being better than him at everything and even being humble about it. He had to go to a public high school because of it for god's sake! Even worse, his injury never fully healed and now he had to use a crutch.
Zanka, being stuck in his own miserable thoughts, hadn't even realized he was glaring holes through the poor lady at the administration. He grabbed the papers he had to sign, shooting the lady an awkward smile and stepped aside so others could get help if they needed while he read the policy. He just had to sign off on the regular stuff, any injuries caused were his own fault, he'd have to pay if he set off a fire alarm, things like that. He quickly signed his name at the bottom of the page and got up to give her the papers back.
In return, he received a key and another stack of papers; rules he'd have to follow while residing in the dorm. Fair enough. He decided to skim the rules as he walked, considering he had to meet Riyo and Enjin in about five minutes in front of the dorm building. The rules were pretty average as well, the basics, like don't set shit on fire, no smoking in the dorms and don't break any major laws. He'd gotten to the entrance of the dorm building before he could finish reading it. Riyo and Enjin were already standing there, so he figured he could finish reading the rules later and went over to greet them.
“Hey Zanka!” Riyo practically yelled after him when she noticed him. “Hey Riyo, Enjin. Hope I'm not late.” he greeted back. “No worries man, just got here” she replied. Eventually their usual chatter filled the air around them and they decided to walk into the building. Enjin had brought some of Zanka's stuff, the small things like clothes and toiletries, everything else could wait for the next few days.
They reached the door with the same number as his key, number 7. “Do you even know your roommate's name?” Enjin asked him out of curiosity. Actually, he didn't. He checked the last sheet they gave him, thinking his roommate's name should be written there, sadly, he was right. Jabber Wonger. God damnit. He could recognize that name anywhere…
“What's with the long face?” Riyo joked. Zanka gave no reply, instead he showed her the paper with his roommate's name and contact information. Not one second later she burst out laughing and so did Enjin. This can't be real. He thought. “Look at the bright side, kid!” Enjin told him. “What bright side?” Zanka asked sarcastically. “None!” Riyo exclaimed as they both burst into another fit of laughter. He slowly opened the door, holding onto whatever shred of hope that it was a different Jabber Wonger, sure enough, he was wrong. He thought back to his earlier thoughts
'God what if he got some sort of freak as his roommate.'
“Damnit I jinxed it.” He muttered under his breath. Clearly not quiet enough, since both his friends as well as his crazed roommate started laughing like hyenas at him. Jabber had already unpacked since his side of the room somehow already looked messy, he'd probably gotten there that morning, probably excited about college and all. He could only wish to be at least half as excited as him, and his whole situation wasn't doing him any good anyway.
Enjin finally stopped laughing and dropped Zanka's boxes on the floor, right beside his bed. “There you go, clothes and some other stuff. Just tell me if you need more and I'll bring it later.” He said as he let go of the last box. “Let's get you settled!” Riyo said excitedly. “Let's get me settled,” Zanka repeated, much less enthusiastically than her before he started opening boxes and trying to figure out where to put his stuff.
“Ya ain't even gonna say hi?” Jabber asked in a mock offended tone. “You're asking to get punched.” Zanka told him passive aggressively. “I'd love that mr. Bad attitude~” Jabber shot back. Yeah, he was an absolute nut job. To be fair, Zanka wasn't much better either, albeit Zanka was a different type of crazy, not the nutty kind at least.
Zanka and Riyo continued unpacking with the occasional chatter, strange remarks from Jabber and maybe a bit of laughter on Riyo’s part, it was going surprisingly well so far; that is until Jabber opened his big fat mouth again. “you excited for our first sleepover? Let's cuddle! Or you just punch me, your choice~” Jabber practically purred at Zanka. He's gotta be out of his mind. This time, Zanka gave in and punched the ever loving shit out of him. Sure, he didn't train as often anymore due to his condition, but he could still throw a damn good punch.
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Jabber just couldn't get enough. He'd finally gotten Zanka to punch him, he sure had improved his patience since he last saw him, and it felt even better than last time. Blood started slowly dripping from his nose, slowly at first, then more and more. He decided to go clean up in the bathroom since he had a feeling that his dear Zanka was probably a clean freak, and he wouldn't want to upset his Zanka on their first night together by getting blood everywhere.
He went up to the sink and turned on the rusty faucet. The dorms were pretty shitty considering this was a top notch school or whatever, but jabber assumed that the rich kids usually bought apartments nearby. Speaking of, why hadn't Zanka gotten an apartment nearby? Did his rich ass family run out of money?
He heard Zanka yelling at someone through the walls, probably on the phone. Who the Hell could that be? He didn't know, but Zanka sounded mad.
He slowly dabbed off the blood from his nose with some water and turned the faucet off after. He looked in the mirror and fixed his hair a bit, deciding to step out quickly after to see what the hell was going on.
When he went out he saw that the redhead girl, whatever her name was, had gone home now, and Zanka had finished his phone call too. Perfect! Now he would be there with Zanka all alone! He stepped over to Zanka, who was now getting ready for bed even though it was barely 9.
Jabber decided to leave him alone for the day though, he looked strange. Jabber had never really seen him like that. Zanka always looked calm and composed, carrying himself like royalty, but right now, he looked hurt? Jabber had no clue. He decided to call it a day and not bother Zanka anymore, after all he still had the rest of college to be his friend.