She laughed. "Yeah well, can't be good at everything right?" she joked. "And don't see yourself short Leon, you've done a fantastic job pissing off the gays of Crescent City Institute. I'm sure there's a facebook group for kids who have wanted to tell you a thing or two," she teased.
"See," she said hugging him back. "That didn't hurt did it?"
"I can be fantastic at it. I'll take poll to prove it." He smirked a little, the first wave of a high slowly washing over him. "There is a facebook group for that? I should join."
He laughed a little, plopping back in his chair as he looked up at her. "Well, I never said it would hurt."
"You really should," she nodded plopping back down on the edge of his bed. "Shake things up a bit," she grinned.
"No, but you acted like it was gonna kill you," she teased. "Don't worry I'm not diseased."
"So what do you say? Want to go make snarky comments about people, be total girls and get a pint of ben and jerry's, go wreck shit..." she suggested idly. Doing something might help, right?
"I will. Sometime to tomorrow, you can check it. 'Leon Shaw joins 'I fucking hate Leon Shaw' group." He nodded a bit sagely as he plopped back in his chair and shrugged. This wasn't really any closer to solving his problem of Adelaide, but it always wasn't the worst this whole conversation could go. "I am adverse to show people a kindly side of myself. Sue me."
He did consider all the options she gave him though, making a slight face at 'be total girls'. "I might get a stiffy thinking about a guys cock, but that doesn't mean I have a cunt." He replied with a roll of his eyes. However, breaking shit had always been fun. "I'll go break things with you, though. Double points if it involves the face of someone I hate."
Michiko couldn't help but laugh. It was the sort of ridiculous thing that would happen at their school. She scrunched up her nose at his next comment though. "Why?" she asked. Leon had always been a grumpy guts but after seeing a different side of him... she had to wonder.
"Aww, but you're so pretty," she teased with a giggle. "I call everyone a girl, I even call your best friend Grey girl," she rolled her eyes. "It's a figure of speech."
"Breaking faces..." she said thoughtfully. "We could always go challenge some of the boys to a match of two on two quodpot. Legitimate face breaking," she said with a smile.
"Why not?" He countered, looking at her suspiciously. "People can't be disappointed when you're an ass, if you always are an ass." He shrugged. It wasn't entirely true, but it was close enough for him.
"I am not pretty. I'm...not even handsome. I am...something akin to road kill, I think." That he truly believed. There were loads more people at school that could be called 'pretty' well before him. "And your figure of speech is gay."
As for the offer to play some Quodpot, well...he made a bit of a face before nodding. He was hardly his game of choice, but it did have exploding balls. It was a good trade off for being a suck-ass game. "You're on." He said, standing again.
"Fair enough but you seem to be an ass that people like," she grinned.
"Uh... false," she looked at him skeptically. "Leon, I don't know what rock you've been living under but you're gorgeous. Sure, looks like you could sleep a little more and maybe eat something but you're far from roadkill." She said seriously.
She pushed herself up from his bed and gave him a little nudge. "Come on bud," she said leading him out the door.