#ssday 14

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Alpha House, Day 14, Part 9

Scot: *thinking* That's the door. That's them. I hope it goes alright!

Tank: General, there's something important I want to talk to you about. It's personal.

Buzz: Go ahead. Spit it out.

Tank: I... I...

Buzz: I haven't got all day, boy. Spit it out.

Tank: I'm gay.

Buzz: ...

Tank: ...

Buzz: Right...

Tank: ...

Buzz: ...

Tank: That's it? "Right"?

Buzz: What do you want me to say? I knew college had turned you soft, but I didn't expect this...

Tank: Loving a man doesn't make me soft.

Buzz: Watch your tone, boy! ... You're seeing someone, then? A man?

Tank: Yes, sir.

Buzz: Who?

Tank: Scot. The sheriff's son. You've met him. You... liked him.

Buzz: That was before I knew he was a queer.

Tank: Hey! Don't - I won't let you talk about someone I care about like that!

Buzz: You won't let me?

Tank: And if Scot's "a queer" then so am I! Whether you accept it or not, it's still true.

Buzz: Fine. Whatever. You're still my son. You still have a reputation to uphold. And if you want my respect, you've damn well got to earn it.

Tank: Yes, sir... I'm done for now. We can talk another time.

Buzz: Tank! Where are you going?

Tank: I'm done talking, General. Please see yourself out.

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Gamma House, Day 14, Part 9

Ophelia: Sheriff... what can we do for you?

Homer: Can I come in? Perhaps we could sit down?

Homer: I've got some hard news for you, Ophelia. I wish I didn't but... I do.

Ophelia: This is about the bodies, isn't it?

Homer: Yes. We put a rush on the first identifications because we flagged your family records.

Homer: The dental records of two of the bodies match your parents.

Ophelia: No... no...

Johnny: Honey-

Ophelia: She killed them! She told me they died in a car crash - we had a funeral, I've visited their graves! And all this time, they were really buried in the yard!

Johnny: C'mere, sweetheart-

Ophelia: She killed them, Johnny! She killed my parents!

Johnny: Hey, I've got you. Let it all out. You don't have to be okay right now.

Homer: I'm so sorry, Ophelia. When you're ready, I'll help you with the next steps. You won't have to go through any of this alone.

Homer: You've got my number if you need me?

Johnny: Yes, thank you, sir... Is there any chance that they did die in a car crash, and Olive just buried them in the garden for some reason?

Homer: It's very unlikely. None of the bones were broken. In a fatal car crash... there'd be broken bones.

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Gamma House, Day 14, Part 8

Woohoo!

Johnny: What do you want to do this evening?

Ophelia: Not much. Sorry, I know I'm a bit boring at the moment-

Johnny: You could never be boring! You're allowed to be finding this hard. We can do whatever you want to do.

Ophelia: I think I just want to play some violin.

Johnny: Then I'll sit in the living room and study or something.

So they did.

There are safer places to makeout, you two!

(They had leftover woohoo wants from a date the last time I played them.)

They couldn't get another set of woohoo wants before the timer ran down (not even with Woody in his swimwear!) but they had a great time with autonomous interactions.

Virginia's not sure how she feels about competing for his attention with a cat, though!

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Alpha House, Day 14, Part 14

Groceries! (These guys need a lot of them!)

Harry: I thought you were making your dress?

Dixie: I am, but you still need a suit... and I need something... special... for underneath...

Dixie: Oh Ha-rry!

Yeah, this isn't awkward at all! (Woody looks reasonably happy for them, though.)

I don't think Dixie is too pleased with the audience. She wouldn't've minded showing off this underwear to an audience of one, but the other guys here make it a bit weird!

(It's light again now, not because they stayed out all night, but because they went home for grocery money, which reset it to mid-afternoon. Time is confusing on campus!)

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Alpha House, Day 14, Part 13

Free pizza!

Harry: Do you really have to go to class?

Dixie: I really do. I'll meet you back here after, though? Or if you wanna go somewhere else, just text me where you'll be.

Harry had a want to be BFFs with his future mother-in-law, so he spent a while talking to her.

And he can't forget his dormie friends! (Although he probably should, as they'll end up years younger than him).

Dixie: Did you miss me?

Harry: Always. Say, wanna go woohoo in the sauna at the Sports Centre?

Dixie: Always!

Alas, they became victims of the sauna glitch, so they had to content themselves with a makeout-in-towels.

Dixie's energy was flagging by this point, so she had a massage whilst Harry worked out.

From all his community lot visits this semester, Tank had got his semester hours pretty far ahead of Dixie and Harry, so I tried to keep them out as long as possible to get them caught up.

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Alpha House, Day 14, Part 12

Dixie: If we can't go home for a few hours, we're going to have to get creative...

Dixie: Remember our first time?

Harry: Sure... what's that got to do with anything, though? There aren't any public beds on campus!

Dixie: Idiot.

There is, however, a very public photobooth!

Meanwhile, Dixie and Harry had been told to make themselves scarce, so they decided to have fun whilst doing it!

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Alpha House, Day 14, Part 11

Scot: You want me to spot you?

Tank: No thanks. I'm good. Just... stay close?

Scot: Of course. I'll be right here.

Scot: *thinking* When do I step in and force him to stop? He's been at that thing for ages, and he's not taking any breaks or throwing any softer punches.

Scot: Tank. Stop. You're done.

Tank: Not yet.

Scot: You're hurting yourself!

Tank: I'm fine!

Scot: Soldier. Stand down.

Tank: I just... I can't! I just can't anymore! He didn't even really listen. He never does! I tried so hard, prepared everything...!

Scot: You did so good. You did such a hard thing. And... he doesn't get to decide who you are anymore. He doesn't get to break you.

Scot: You're safe. I'm here. You're here. I'm not going anywhere. You're safe.

Tank: Captain... I'm sorry for... whatever that just was.

Scot: You don't ever need to apologise for being human, Tank. I love you. Good days, bad days, all of them. C'mon, let's get you home. You're shaking again. I think you need food.

Tank: I'm not hungry-

Scot: Well, I'm going to make you something and then we'll see. Let me help you. It's what boyfriends are for.

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Alpha House, Day 14, Part 10

Scot: Hey. C'mere...

Scot: How did it go? ... Easy, soldier. You're shaking. I got you.

Tank: I lost my temper. I raised my voice. I was supposed to keep calm and-

Scot: You raised your voice, but you didn't shout. I heard - not words, but volumes. You didn't lose it. You did good.

Scot: How did he react?

Tank: First he was silent. Then he said "right", then he called me soft, then he asked if I was seeing someone and so I told him about you, then he called you "a queer" - that's when I raised my voice - then he said I still have a reputation to uphold and that if I want his respect, I have to earn it. I knew if I stayed down there I was going to properly lose it, so... I came up here. I want to punch something!

Scot: Let's go to the sports centre, then. Work it all out on a punch bag, yeah?

Tank: Yeah... I don't know if he's gone, though.

Scot: That sounds like the door.

Scot: Yeah, he's leaving. C'mon, soldier. Let's go.