Ruben
Not the most helpful explanation
Sun Apr 23, 2017 17:21
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Still fuming at the opposite half of the room as if the now cookie-particle-clogged air had become some kind of enemy, Ruben listened with only partial attention to Rose's rant. Not that the other side of his mind was focused on anything in particular. He was just rolling his tongue around his mouth, picking up that last sweet taste of chocolate, pairing it with a satisfying mental refrain of whumps. Reliving past fights was a casual pasttime for the blonde, and a more intensive one when he felt the opportunity to pick it up again approaching. Ruben was itching for it. He hadn't fought at all since leaving Durmstrang, aside from when he'd joined forces with EJ to take down the idiot Frenchie... Well, there were practice fights with Rose. And also that one time he knocked out a Muggle teenager on Pearl Street. But those didn't count.

He caught Rose's comment about Danny and rolled his eyes. Girls. Except that thought, however involuntary, left him with the distinct feeling that Dagny would've whapped him with the nearest book if he had verbalized it to her, and he hastily retracted it. Because gendered stereotyping was Bad. Probably especially now that he was dating Holland. Even if it was somewhat true. From his observations, most of the antagonism between girls had to do with boys, whereas it seemed like nearly all of the boys Ruben knew were inclined to either go straight for the girl of their interest and pose the question directly (the best approach, really) or to keep quiet and later whine uselessly but not attack the winning party (which was a waste of your time, but better that than waste theirs, too). Anything else was dumb.

Of course, on a chart of dumb situations, this one wasn't exactly on the scale. How anyone could be dumb enough to slap Marissa, insult her, and send her crying back to the dorms, all for no reason, baffled him. It was beyond dumb. Assuming this really was about Danny (Marissa's comment suggested otherwise but she could well be trying to hide the truth in order to keep their little clique from breaking up), Camilla could have just settled her issues with him with him. In their brief hangouts, the guy was unimpressive and overall more boring than Ruben had expected from Holland's descriptions of hens friends, but he was laid-back and presumably easier to talk to than, well, someone else. He didn't care enough about the guy to finish that train of thought.

Marissa let it slip that this wasn't the first time she had been called that name, which he mulled over alongside the rest of her rambling insistence that it wasn't anything important and blah blah. "Revenge is not a thing I am interested in," he pointed out. This was an honest statement. Ruben was all for revenge, but Camilla hadn't done anything to him. "But you can seek for it, if you want. Or not." He shrugged, facial expression clearly showing his disapproval of denying oneself revenge. "What I want is for her to know how this is wrong. No one should make you feel sad or hurt and definitely not about boys." This was punctuated by more knuckle-cracks as he moved on to his left hand. Unintentionally ominous, for the record, although the glance he threw Rose was quite intentionally meant to be interpreted as a nonverbal suggestion that they discuss this without Marissa present.

  • Wait! I can explain. - Marissa, Sun Apr 23 10:56
    Somehow, Marissa’s idea of Not A Big Deal did not seem to match what her friends thought, because now there were exploding cookies everywhere. The snickerdoodle in her hands turned into a cloud of... more
    • Not the most helpful explanation - Ruben, Sun Apr 23 17:21
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