Room 205, Friday morning

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Kuzco lurked by the common room doorway until Rhys headed for the shower, then raced into the room, slammed the door behind him and cackled, "MINE! IT'S ALLLLLLLLLLL MINE."

"...all 200 square feet or something. Huh. I remember it being bigger."

He flung the window open and was prepared to dramatically toss all of Rhys's earthly belongings onto the ground when he was stymied by the screen. "Okay, that's just horrifically unfair," he monologued to himself. "How am I supposed to make a gesture?"

[OOC: Door closed, post open!]

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"I'm telling whoever they belonged to!" He really hoped it was Negasonic.

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Was there a yearbook category for "Least Likely to Survive the Year?" Could they nominate Kuzco?

"Don't caaaaaaaaaaaaaare," Kuzco replied.

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Rhys sighed, staring up at the ceiling. "You can't stay in there forever!"

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"Just watch me!"

Too bad there wasn't food or a bathroom, Kuzco.

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"Oh, I'll watch you alright!" Rhys. What even was that?

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"I'd be more afraid if I had the slightest idea what that meant."

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"You know!" No, Rhys didn't know either.

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"Nope," Kuzco said, "but I stopped listening, like, ten minutes ago."

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"I hate you so, so much," Rhys informed him. Before stomping away to put on the terrible shorts that probably didn't even fit his gangly ass right.

"This isn't over!"

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"Yeah, okay, whatever," Kuzco called back before getting ready to pull his back out putting the desk where it should go.