Bo's Swagtastic Dorm Room

[Bo Costello]

On the opposite side of the room he's got a desk where he keeps all of his school supplies (his backpack, his laptop, a variety of books, all that jazz) and a couch on the opposite wall with a small table beside it. Though his room is cluttered, one thing most people notice is that it always smells fantastic. Like it literally just smells like goodness. Its wonderful.

Yay for Bo's dorm.

[miranda]

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It was 2pm, and Tink had just woken up. It wasn't often that she slept this late. It was probably due to the fact that she had decided that she wanted to watch Back to the Future at 11pm the night before. When she finally came around she pulled on some denim shorts and a black t-shirt. In an attempt to make herself look slightly more presentable she pulled her hair up in to a high pony-tail and slapped on a bit of makeup. Tink admired her reflection in the mirror and after a couple minutes posing she decided this was about as good as it was going to get.

After getting ready she soon realized she had very little to do. Therefore she headed out of her dorm and made her way over to Bo's. If there was someone who could make this day fun, it was him. It didn't even occur to her that he might be out doing other things. When she arrived she knocked on the door and stood back waiting for him to answer.

[Bo Costello]

( www.polyvore.com/bo_cards/set?id=65596427 'cept minus the coat and backpack)

Bo had been lying in bed, wide awake, since about nine in the morning. He'd gotten up at eight, dressed himself and had a couple waffles.. only to lay back down and stare at the ceiling. He had absolutely nothing to do today.. which meant he'd probably be on his bed all day either day dreaming or smoking. He hadn't started smoking yet though. There were a few job applications lying on his desk that he probably should've filled out.. but Bo doesn't like to do shit.

Fearing that he might slip away into oblivion, Bo practically shot out of bed in happiness when he heard a knock at the door. Whether or not it was someone he wanted to see, he still wanted a reason to get up and do something. A reason other than paperwork. He opened the door just enough to stick his face out, mumbling a soft "hullooooo?" to check who it was. A smile cracked up the side of his face when he saw that it was Tink.

"TINK MY MAN," he practically yelled throughout the dorm hallways as he opened the door and squatted down to scoop up his miniature friend. "You saved me, dude," he said, squeezing tight around her back before letting her back to the ground. "I was dying. Legit."

[miranda]

Tink couldn't help but grin when Bo stuck his head out of the door. How cute was this guy? Then he picked her up and she was a mess of giggles, squirming around in his arms until he put her back down.

'You were dying?', she asked, raising a brow and shutting the door behind her. Bo's dorm was basically her second home, so she had no problems getting comfy. Without a second thought she had slipped off her shoes and was sprawled out on his bed in no time.

'I have no problems with being your savior anyhow', she added with a smile, 'What were you doing in here anyway?', she asked, sitting up and looking around. There were no traces that he'd been doing anything but lying in bed.

[Bo Costello]

Bo nodded forcefully. "Yes," he said, a very serious look on his face. "I was dying. Practically dead. Its a good thing I believe in fairies." He stood back as she walked inside, watching her as she fell onto his bed. It was funny how she laid there almost exactly how he had been.

"What have I been doing? Exactly that," he said, pointing to her before skipping towards the bed and jumping on. He did his best to avoid crushing her. No, he wasn't fat.. at all. But a six foot five monster atop a five foot three sprite didn't seem like a good idea. Squirming so his body met the wall, Bo propped his head up on one elbow to look at her. "So what brings you to my humble abode?" he asked, a British accent setting in for no reason at all. "Not that there's a problem.. just curioussssss," he hissed as he stuck his hand under his shirt to scratch his chest.

[miranda]

Tink couldn't help but laugh a little, imagining Bo laying here all morning, just staring at the ceiling. There was no way she could ever stay that still for long. When he came and joined her on the bed she copied his pose, propping her head up with one hand and facing him.

'I was just kinda bored, I only woke up like, I dunno, half an hour ago?', she laughed and looked down tracing the shape of a yellow half-moon on Bo's sheets.

'So what d'ya wanna do?', Tink asked, flipping on to her back and staring up at the ceiling. What good company she was.

[Bo Costello]

"Oh pff, I dunno," he said, copying her and flipping onto his back. "We could.. TICKLE FIGHT!" he yelled, then rolled onto his stomach so he was close to her and stuck his fingers all around her waist. He was giggling with happiness when he suddenly stopped and found his face directly over her's. The tease that he was, he sat for a moment, just smiling, looking into her eyes.

"Wanna Dew?" he asked quite bluntly, then pushed himself off the bed and rolled across the floor to the mini fridge. From within, Bo grabbed two cans of Mountain Dew. He wasn't sure if she wanted one or not, but figured if she didn't, he'd probably want a second can in a few minutes.

[miranda]

'Nooo! Get off me!', Tink screamed, attempting to wriggle free, but to no avail. Then all of a sudden the tickling stopped and Bo was just there. Right in her face. Was he going to kiss her? Tink felt her cheeks flush pink, realizing that she actually wanted him to kiss her. Then again, lately, she'd been wanting anyone to kiss her.

When he moved away she sat up abruptly and tried not to look too disappointed.
'Yeah sure', Tink replied, holding out her hand, 'Dew meh!', she added, then she realized that 'dew me', sounded way too much like 'do me', and she laughed a little nervously. Then she popped open the can Bo had handed her and filled her mouth with soda so she couldn't say anything else stupid.

[Bo Costello]

"Do you?" he looked up, a curious yet goofy look on his face as he was sure she was kidding and knew what she really meant. "I mean.. if I must," he joked and sat beside her on the bed, opening his own can.

"So Tink," he said after taking a few sips and watching her do the same. "Uh.. I forgot where I was going with that.." he trailed off, laughing a bit as he looked away then back at her. "I really have no idea what to do. I'm such a horrible host, my bad," he said after a moment and laughed a bit uncomfortably. Which was weird.. because he wasn't at all uncomfortable. Truth be told, Bo could sit around for hours with this girl. She was literally the female version of him and he loved to be with her.

[miranda]

It would probably be best for both of them if she ignored Bo's comment about the 'do me' ordeal. For now anyway. Tink swallowed the huge mouthful of soda, and after choking for a brief moment she shook her head and looked up at Bo.
'You're not a bad host, I'm a bad guest. I didn't even bring and wine or anything', she replied, throwing her arms up in the arm and looking thoroughly disappointed in herself. With a sigh she set down her mountain dew can on the cabinet next to Bo's bed.
'What a sad pair we are, sat inside on what is probably a perfectly nice day', she mused, leaning against Bo, her head resting on his shoulder, 'I mean, I'm not suggesting we go outside though', she added quickly.