ty wants to see dave put his foot in his mouth
[ today in alternate reincarnation aus i guess: what if instead of john egbert walking into his college room, his Destined Roomie (tm) it happened instead like this?
dave and rose don't really go to parties that often. it's not that they're opposed to socializing or anything, it's just not their Thing. dave is more likely to spend his free time dicking around on the internet or bothering his siblings and friends. the only changes memories have caused is an occasional interest in being alone. rose - well, rose tends to have her own things, and like dave she seems to be perfectly fine without the College Experience of parties. dave's pretty sure roxy is the only one who really actively seeks that kind of thing out, and that suits him fine.
so he's not really sure why he and rose agree to go to this party, except it's being thrown by a bunch of rose's more nerdy friends, people she's met in classes that dave doesn't take. and, well, if rose grabs dave's arm and tells him he has plans, dave is more likely than not to go "yeah, okay" or at least to let himself be dragged along as he protests and argues the entire way there.
he expects to try to stick to juice (he will go into people's fridges without worrying, whatever) and to chat with people randomly, and maybe if he's lucky there'll be fireworks, since this is supposedly a fourth of july thing?
he does not expect to recognize someone and he does not expect to need the mouth-to-brain filter that only sometimes functions periodically and so he kind of freezes up, points at his best friend and says ]
Dibs. [ louder than expected, although at least some people are drunk enough to just kind of snort and move on.
...rose laughs, pats his arm, and ABANDONS HIM, the lousiest excuse for a twin sister in the world (he would kill and die for her) and dave flounders. ] I mean - shit. Shit, I can't save that one, oh my god. Is there a convenient balcony to fling myself off of.
dave and rose don't really go to parties that often. it's not that they're opposed to socializing or anything, it's just not their Thing. dave is more likely to spend his free time dicking around on the internet or bothering his siblings and friends. the only changes memories have caused is an occasional interest in being alone. rose - well, rose tends to have her own things, and like dave she seems to be perfectly fine without the College Experience of parties. dave's pretty sure roxy is the only one who really actively seeks that kind of thing out, and that suits him fine.
so he's not really sure why he and rose agree to go to this party, except it's being thrown by a bunch of rose's more nerdy friends, people she's met in classes that dave doesn't take. and, well, if rose grabs dave's arm and tells him he has plans, dave is more likely than not to go "yeah, okay" or at least to let himself be dragged along as he protests and argues the entire way there.
he expects to try to stick to juice (he will go into people's fridges without worrying, whatever) and to chat with people randomly, and maybe if he's lucky there'll be fireworks, since this is supposedly a fourth of july thing?
he does not expect to recognize someone and he does not expect to need the mouth-to-brain filter that only sometimes functions periodically and so he kind of freezes up, points at his best friend and says ]
Dibs. [ louder than expected, although at least some people are drunk enough to just kind of snort and move on.
...rose laughs, pats his arm, and ABANDONS HIM, the lousiest excuse for a twin sister in the world (he would kill and die for her) and dave flounders. ] I mean - shit. Shit, I can't save that one, oh my god. Is there a convenient balcony to fling myself off of.

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I think I do. I don't know, I've seen her before. Maybe around campus or something? She goes here, right?
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Except her last name ain't Harley, any more than Rose's last name is Lalonde.
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[ he readjusts his shades so they're more solidly on his nose. ]
M'fine, this is just my eye color, Egbert. Does it actually surprise you, or...
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[But by the time he's finished with his rant his voice has taken on that more matter-of-fact tone again like no, okay, this doesn't surprise him in the least but. What.]
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You say that, but you don't sound surprised. Also, people clearly do so have solid red eyes 'cause I do. My sibs have orange and pink respectively. Rose's eyes ought to be purple.
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"Ought to be" as in they aren't...why? [He shakes his head again...before...] If you want to wear red contacts to freak people out at parties, fine, but it's still sort of stupid. [Nope. He remembers this completely and it's why he's also breaking eye contact.] A+ on the wow factor though.
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[ because he doesn't think john does. and anyway - ]
How long've you been thinkin' about shit like this? Little things that don't make sense?
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"How long have you been thinking about shit like this?" What a complicated question with an even more complicated answer. Even before this, there were little blips in his memory. Hanging out with Dave, for some reason, seems to have struck up even more. It's unsettling. He doesn't like it and he knows it's crazy, but...Dave is asking. For a reason? That's the part he doesn't know.]
I don't know. A month, maybe? Thinking about shit like what? [It's a little too late to backtrack, but okay.] A lot of things don't make sense to me, I think that's the other part of being in college? [There's another joking grin to try and downplay everything.] Don't worry about it, I'm just messing around. It's a joke.
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You're not, though. [ joking. ] I mean, if you want to say you are, we can totally do that. Lord knows I've pulled that crap on people a million and one times over the course of this year, so I can't actually say "well wait no you gotta confront this right now". We can laugh it off and pretend you think my eyes are super freaky and not maddeningly attractive [ he can't keep the serious tone entirely. god help him. but it's a self-deprecating sort of self-compliment, in the tone he uses ] and that you didn't pull Jade's last name out of the ether when it ain't her last name here, and that you didn't recognize Rose'n'I to any degree. We can pretend Lowas ain't a thing. We can talk about some shitty apocalypse movie I know you're gonna have like ten dozen arguments in defense of, instead, or about how I'm pretty sure the Pizza Port has the best pizza anywhere in the world.
[ that's an option. dave shrugs. ]
I can roll with whichever option you wanna take here, man.
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...what the fuck is happening, Dave? How do you. [Okay, no. Wait.] What's happening to me? What happened to you? [What the fuck is all of this? John, though he has had the app for a month, definitely hasn't used it at all so. He's in the dark.]
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...Jesus, I forgot, but you were pretty terrible with technology, weren't you. [ it's more a mutter as he stands a few feet away, arms crossed and stance steady. ] What happened to me is that I...remembered another life. And yeah, that sounds crazy, but you said Harley and I have to keep remindin' myself not to call her that.
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Of course it sounds crazy. You're suggesting that, what, we're reincarnated from other people? And that past you and past me knew each other and the girls? [A beat.] What's Jade's last name now? Ugh never mind, that doesn't matter. So what are you saying? One day you woke up and remembered things you didn't remember before?
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Actually, what happened was I went to the Founder's Day Parade and saw a bunch of giant chickens, then remembered bein' on Lohac while I was sittin' around on a bench havin' snacks.
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What kind of snacks do they even have over there? [It's another almost rhetorical question before he closes his eyes.] So giant chickens caused all of this? Can't we just make them into nuggets and call it a day?
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[ IT WAS...a weird fucking day. ]
Then it all just kept happenin' and it didn't stop.
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[ ...............IS THAT THE MAIN THING HERE, DAVE ]
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[ ... ]
You doin' okay?
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