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CHARACTERS: Carl & Jamie
WHAT: Discussing schedules and things
WHEN: Backdated, later in the day on Feb 4
WHERE: Jamie/Carl’s room
WARNINGS:None
Jamie was tidying up when Carl entered the room — he told his roommate the coast was clear to come back a little bit ago. Even though Carl had a place to sleep last night Jamie couldn’t help but feel pangs of guilt for kicking him out in the first place. Sure, they were adults who occasionally needed some private time, but it still felt wrong expecting someone to abandon a room that was rightfully half their own. But such was life aboard the Mnemosyne and they were all learning how to handle these situations as they arose.
Looking over his shoulder, Jamie nodded at Carl, “Hey, welcome back.” He hoped there weren’t any hard feelings between them.
Carl shuffled into the room carrying the pillow and book he had vacated with. “Thank you,” he replied. He dropped his pillow on his bed back where it was supposed to be. Carl was not entirely sure whether one was supposed to ask whether Jamie’s evening was enjoyable. He didn’t really mind being asked to leave; it happened when you shared a space. He just liked to know how often this would take place.
“Should we create a schedule?” Carl asked genuinely. “I suppose that would take spontaneity out of things, wouldn’t it?” He shook his head as he sat down on his bed.
As he straightened up, Jamie turned around fully to look at Carl. With a small sigh, he sat on his bed. He supposed it was better to have this conversation now rather than waiting until an undetermined ‘later time’. Especially since it now seemed that things weren’t going to be slowing down with Jax.
A hand went up to his ear, tugging at it he replied, “a schedule is likely the best way to go about this. But I don’t like assuming you’re okay with leaving the room. It’s a little unfair to you.” Jamie chose to ignore Carl’s mention of spontaneity because he couldn’t find it in himself to discuss possible spontaneity in his sex life at that moment.
“Willing might be the more appropriate term,” Carl replied. He sat, watching Jamie, but not really picking up anything specific in his body language. Not that Carl was any good at that at the best of times. “I am not exactly going to be bringing anyone back myself. I don’t want to hamper the budding relationship between you and Jax.” Carl cared about both of his friends. He wanted to see them happy, and if that meant he had to vacate, he would. Heck, if they would prefer to swap rooms, he would do that if need be. “I just like to know.”
Jamie considered this, Carl really was a good friend and even him being willing to leave the room occasionally was incredibly thoughtful. “I appreciate it, Carl, I really do. I wasn’t really…expecting anything to happen or I would’ve tried to talk to about it beforehand.”
He met Carl’s eyes, “and you deserve to know, if it affects your life you should know.” Jamie paused for a second thinking back to Carl’s earlier comment, “and you could bring someone back if you wanted to.” Jamie did not necessarily think that Carl would, he hadn’t in the many years they were roommates, but you never knew.
Carl made a face as if something had smelled, and visibly shuddered. “Oh no, I don’t want to do that.” He shook his head for good measure. “I don’t think you have that to worry about.” Carl not feeling the need to go into much more specifics other than that. “Just let me know and I am happy to find a place, and if Philip doesn’t get sick of me, that is always an option.”
“I didn’t think so and it’s not any of my business if you do or not. I just wanted to offer.” Jamie felt bad having suggested it, he wanted Carl to know he had Jamie’s support no matter what he decided to do. “I will, thank you. I think…I think we’re going to start spending weekends together? That is kind of the plan at least starting out.” At least this would give Carl something to go off of. Although he hoped asking Carl to leave for two nights a week was okay with him. “If that’s okay with you of course,” he added.
“Thank you.” Carl did appreciate that Jamie was willing to return a favour should he need it. Not that he would, but it was still nice that his friend was willing.
Two nights a week. Carl sighed as he registered that thought. “Okay,” he said with a nod. If that was the schedule, then he could stick to that. He could maybe make a bed in his office or perhaps Philip wouldn’t mind his presence. “I can work with that.” It was better than being asked to leave at random. This way, he knew it was coming.
“Are you sure? And I also don’t necessarily think it would always be two nights here. It might weekends over there sometimes too…” Jamie realized that this might all quickly become a little complicated for Carl, but was determined to make it work. “I’ll make sure that you know with plenty of time for you to plan.” He released a sigh, all he could do was be communicative. Sometimes he thought Carl was too good of a roommate to him and he didn’t deserve it.
Carl’s brow furrowed as he said it would not always be in their room. That was far less predictable. It was as if Jamie realized that, because what followed next calmed the bubbling feeling. “Okay, just give me plenty of advance. But I will anticipate it will be on the weekends.” He smiled at Jamie. “I am happy for you two.”
Jamie nodded, firmly, adamant that he wouldn’t spring anything on Carl. Jamie was a person who stuck to his word and he did so seriously. “Yes, plan on weekends. If anything changes or I won’t be around, I’ll let you know.” He rested his head against the wall behind his bed for a beat, before he raised his eyes to his roommates’. “Thanks Carl,” he found that it was impossible to fight the smile twitching at the edges of his mouth. “I’m pretty damn happy about it myself.”
“If anything ever makes you uncomfortable please tell me. I would prefer to address things immediately and not let them linger,” a touch of seriousness had overtaken his face.
Carl thought this all sounded reasonable. They had to accommodate when they were on the ship, and romance was bound to flourish for some. The fact it was two of his best friends made it all the more precious. While he didn’t like the idea of dating or intimacy like that he loved it when his friends who wanted it found it. It was clear even to him, Jamie was happy about it.
“Of course. I’ll be direct, I can do direct.”
“Me too,” Jamie agreed. Maybe this would all work out without an ensuing mess, Jamie thought to himself. They were all adults, dealing with higher stress situations than this, daily. It was nice to take out the guesswork out of life where he could.
“In case nobody has told you recently, you’re the best, Carl. Not because of this, but just who you are. It’ll always be a little crazy that we’re all floating in this ship together, but I couldn’t have asked for a better roommate and friend.”
Carl wasn’t sure what to say when Jamie finished speaking. He sat in silence for a moment but with a smile on his face as he collected his thoughts. “I appreciate that.” Carl knew he was not everyone's cup of tea, but he was glad he had found a friend in Jamie. “You have been the best roommate I’ve had aboard the ship and a great friend.”
Carl wasn’t a big fan of change, but this definitely seemed manageable. They all handled much worse on the day to day.
“Thanks, I think we got lucky with the roommate lottery. Who else would want to play cards with me for an entire evening?” Jamie let out a small laugh. “Speaking of which, we should organize another card game night soon. It’s been a little while since we had the last one,” he looked around the room, always astonished that they fit more than just themselves in here on those nights. But they always made it work.
Carl had thought he had lucked out on who got as a roommate a number of times. He and Jamie just seemed to work. “Definitely need another card game night,” Carl nodded as he replied. “Been too long. Hopefully, we can luck out with supplies on snacks and drinks.”
“I’ll put out some feelers with the supplies folks, see if they can help us out with some,” it might be nice to have a normal hang out in their room again. “I think we still have some luck left in us.”
WHAT: Discussing schedules and things
WHEN: Backdated, later in the day on Feb 4
WHERE: Jamie/Carl’s room
WARNINGS:None
Jamie was tidying up when Carl entered the room — he told his roommate the coast was clear to come back a little bit ago. Even though Carl had a place to sleep last night Jamie couldn’t help but feel pangs of guilt for kicking him out in the first place. Sure, they were adults who occasionally needed some private time, but it still felt wrong expecting someone to abandon a room that was rightfully half their own. But such was life aboard the Mnemosyne and they were all learning how to handle these situations as they arose.
Looking over his shoulder, Jamie nodded at Carl, “Hey, welcome back.” He hoped there weren’t any hard feelings between them.
Carl shuffled into the room carrying the pillow and book he had vacated with. “Thank you,” he replied. He dropped his pillow on his bed back where it was supposed to be. Carl was not entirely sure whether one was supposed to ask whether Jamie’s evening was enjoyable. He didn’t really mind being asked to leave; it happened when you shared a space. He just liked to know how often this would take place.
“Should we create a schedule?” Carl asked genuinely. “I suppose that would take spontaneity out of things, wouldn’t it?” He shook his head as he sat down on his bed.
As he straightened up, Jamie turned around fully to look at Carl. With a small sigh, he sat on his bed. He supposed it was better to have this conversation now rather than waiting until an undetermined ‘later time’. Especially since it now seemed that things weren’t going to be slowing down with Jax.
A hand went up to his ear, tugging at it he replied, “a schedule is likely the best way to go about this. But I don’t like assuming you’re okay with leaving the room. It’s a little unfair to you.” Jamie chose to ignore Carl’s mention of spontaneity because he couldn’t find it in himself to discuss possible spontaneity in his sex life at that moment.
“Willing might be the more appropriate term,” Carl replied. He sat, watching Jamie, but not really picking up anything specific in his body language. Not that Carl was any good at that at the best of times. “I am not exactly going to be bringing anyone back myself. I don’t want to hamper the budding relationship between you and Jax.” Carl cared about both of his friends. He wanted to see them happy, and if that meant he had to vacate, he would. Heck, if they would prefer to swap rooms, he would do that if need be. “I just like to know.”
Jamie considered this, Carl really was a good friend and even him being willing to leave the room occasionally was incredibly thoughtful. “I appreciate it, Carl, I really do. I wasn’t really…expecting anything to happen or I would’ve tried to talk to about it beforehand.”
He met Carl’s eyes, “and you deserve to know, if it affects your life you should know.” Jamie paused for a second thinking back to Carl’s earlier comment, “and you could bring someone back if you wanted to.” Jamie did not necessarily think that Carl would, he hadn’t in the many years they were roommates, but you never knew.
Carl made a face as if something had smelled, and visibly shuddered. “Oh no, I don’t want to do that.” He shook his head for good measure. “I don’t think you have that to worry about.” Carl not feeling the need to go into much more specifics other than that. “Just let me know and I am happy to find a place, and if Philip doesn’t get sick of me, that is always an option.”
“I didn’t think so and it’s not any of my business if you do or not. I just wanted to offer.” Jamie felt bad having suggested it, he wanted Carl to know he had Jamie’s support no matter what he decided to do. “I will, thank you. I think…I think we’re going to start spending weekends together? That is kind of the plan at least starting out.” At least this would give Carl something to go off of. Although he hoped asking Carl to leave for two nights a week was okay with him. “If that’s okay with you of course,” he added.
“Thank you.” Carl did appreciate that Jamie was willing to return a favour should he need it. Not that he would, but it was still nice that his friend was willing.
Two nights a week. Carl sighed as he registered that thought. “Okay,” he said with a nod. If that was the schedule, then he could stick to that. He could maybe make a bed in his office or perhaps Philip wouldn’t mind his presence. “I can work with that.” It was better than being asked to leave at random. This way, he knew it was coming.
“Are you sure? And I also don’t necessarily think it would always be two nights here. It might weekends over there sometimes too…” Jamie realized that this might all quickly become a little complicated for Carl, but was determined to make it work. “I’ll make sure that you know with plenty of time for you to plan.” He released a sigh, all he could do was be communicative. Sometimes he thought Carl was too good of a roommate to him and he didn’t deserve it.
Carl’s brow furrowed as he said it would not always be in their room. That was far less predictable. It was as if Jamie realized that, because what followed next calmed the bubbling feeling. “Okay, just give me plenty of advance. But I will anticipate it will be on the weekends.” He smiled at Jamie. “I am happy for you two.”
Jamie nodded, firmly, adamant that he wouldn’t spring anything on Carl. Jamie was a person who stuck to his word and he did so seriously. “Yes, plan on weekends. If anything changes or I won’t be around, I’ll let you know.” He rested his head against the wall behind his bed for a beat, before he raised his eyes to his roommates’. “Thanks Carl,” he found that it was impossible to fight the smile twitching at the edges of his mouth. “I’m pretty damn happy about it myself.”
“If anything ever makes you uncomfortable please tell me. I would prefer to address things immediately and not let them linger,” a touch of seriousness had overtaken his face.
Carl thought this all sounded reasonable. They had to accommodate when they were on the ship, and romance was bound to flourish for some. The fact it was two of his best friends made it all the more precious. While he didn’t like the idea of dating or intimacy like that he loved it when his friends who wanted it found it. It was clear even to him, Jamie was happy about it.
“Of course. I’ll be direct, I can do direct.”
“Me too,” Jamie agreed. Maybe this would all work out without an ensuing mess, Jamie thought to himself. They were all adults, dealing with higher stress situations than this, daily. It was nice to take out the guesswork out of life where he could.
“In case nobody has told you recently, you’re the best, Carl. Not because of this, but just who you are. It’ll always be a little crazy that we’re all floating in this ship together, but I couldn’t have asked for a better roommate and friend.”
Carl wasn’t sure what to say when Jamie finished speaking. He sat in silence for a moment but with a smile on his face as he collected his thoughts. “I appreciate that.” Carl knew he was not everyone's cup of tea, but he was glad he had found a friend in Jamie. “You have been the best roommate I’ve had aboard the ship and a great friend.”
Carl wasn’t a big fan of change, but this definitely seemed manageable. They all handled much worse on the day to day.
“Thanks, I think we got lucky with the roommate lottery. Who else would want to play cards with me for an entire evening?” Jamie let out a small laugh. “Speaking of which, we should organize another card game night soon. It’s been a little while since we had the last one,” he looked around the room, always astonished that they fit more than just themselves in here on those nights. But they always made it work.
Carl had thought he had lucked out on who got as a roommate a number of times. He and Jamie just seemed to work. “Definitely need another card game night,” Carl nodded as he replied. “Been too long. Hopefully, we can luck out with supplies on snacks and drinks.”
“I’ll put out some feelers with the supplies folks, see if they can help us out with some,” it might be nice to have a normal hang out in their room again. “I think we still have some luck left in us.”
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