Roommates

[corn_fed_mind]

Sitting in Pike's office, Jamie is suddenly hit with exactly what she got herself into.

There's medical exams to be completed, she needs to pick up her uniforms from the campus quartermaster, she needs to sign up for her classes (and Pike is doing his utmost to get her into the classes that she needs so that she can finish in three years), and most of all, she needs a dorm. That, apparently, seems to be the easiest to settle on - she even has options.

While Pike is on a comm with the head of the Command school, sternly telling him that he knows there's empty seats in Early Starfleet History and there's no damn good reason why Jamie can't have one of them, Jamie herself is going over the dorms that have space for her. Starfleet Academy is difficult to get into. Everyone in the Federation knows this. It takes most people three and four applications before they get in - a detail that isn't lost on Jamie, but she isn't letting it go to her head.

Much.

Anyway, it takes a special kind of person to even get into the Academy, and with all that pressure on a person to succeed, some people flake out at the last minute. That's why she actually has a pick when it comes to dorms. As far as she can tell, there's no huge difference between any of them aside from location, and without a class list, how's she supposed to know what location is best? Instead, she goes for scanning the rosters in each hall.

First, she looks up her seat mate from the shuttle, McCoy. Archer Hall. She's already got a roommate, though, someone named Christine Chapel. There's a couple spaces available there - no fully empty rooms, but it seems cadets Riley, Mitchell, and Korby could all use a roommate.

Then she looks up Uhura to see where she is. Nimitz Hall. And she's got a lovely Orion roommate too. Unfortunately, Nimitz Hall is completely full up, and the only way to get a room there would be-

And then Jamie gets a thought. She glances over to make sure that Pike is still occupied with his comm call - he is - and starts typing on the PADD Pike had handed her. It's not difficult, Pike had logged into the system under his own username so that she could get a dorm without needing to wait for his approval, and within thirty seconds, Chapel has been reassigned to Korby's room and Jamie has put her name on the other half of room 381.

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[sweetgeorgiapeach]

She has already drifted off again. Won't hear the question, won't notice the extra blanket.

[corn_fed_mind]

Well, alright. Jamie ruffles her roommate's hair gently and then heads out for some food.

By the time Leonora wakes the next morning, Jamie will still be out. Jamie's uniform pieces will be flung all over her bed and somehow, her desk is a mess already, but at least it will be nice and quiet.

With a plate of food and a glass of water waiting on Leonora's desk.

[sweetgeorgiapeach]

McCoy wakes up to four messages and two missed calls from one Christine Chapel. She's wondering if Leonora changed her mind about her and she's kinda upset over it. Judging from the texts she is under the impression that McCoy's the one who requested a different roommate, and all she can do is hope this isn't a rumor Kirk somehow spread.

Too tired to deal with it just yet, she drags her ass out of bed and heads for a long, hot shower. Washing off the grime of a two-day bender always helps make her feel human again, but it's not until she comes back out and discovers that breakfast is waiting that her mood shifts towards good. She grabs one of the sandwiches and nibbles on it while sorting through her schedule for the day. She only has plans of showing up at the things that are either absolutely mandatory, or too interesting to miss. She's fortunate because she already has two complete medical degrees behind her. There's a lot of mandatory basic first-year medical courses that she can simply skip, and it means she gets to actually work at the hospital as an actual doctor and not just some bottom-of-the-ladder medical cadet. Which gives her more freedom than the kids just starting out with their degrees. Means she gets a lazy morning and doesn't need to be anywhere until after lunch.

When she finally does leave the room, there's no longer a mess all over Jamie's side of things. As a 'thank you' for the breakfast (and for letting her sleep it off in peace), McCoy has organized her whole side. She hasn't touched the bag with her personal belongings, but all her uniforms and PADDs are all where they should be, and her bed is even made.

[corn_fed_mind]

Right around lunchtime is when Jamie blows back into their room, her arms full of bags, which she promptly dumps onto her neatly made bed. That lone bag she had was actually pretty empty, mostly the stuff she hurriedly tossed in after she left Frank's house for the last time, but thanks to her recent shopping spree, she at least has things necessary for survival. Like deodorant.

But those bags can be unpacked later. Jamie has zero intention of attending any of the freshie mixers or orientations, especially when her charming roommate is finally up.

"You're awake!"

[sweetgeorgiapeach]

Well. So much for leaving. She steps aside to let Jamie in and shrugs. "Don't sound so surprised."

[corn_fed_mind]

"I'm more surprised that you're upright. Lunch?"

[sweetgeorgiapeach]

"I was headed out to meet my roommate for lunch, actually. She seems to be under the impression that I didn't want her after all? Wouldn't know anything about that, would you?"

[corn_fed_mind]

"No idea at all. This mean you're kicking me out?"