"So, like, what positions do you like doing with your girlfriend?"
"Wha...like...those types of positions? With Daisy?"
"That's none of your business!"
"Oh, well this is what Em and I do. See, you get your ladyfriend down low on her knees. Like, real low. Then, you gotta flex your body down there, okay? You get yourself in there, and work your magic, man. You should hear her, dude, it's an angel's cry. A defiled angel, 'cause you banged her, of course. Nothing pure about that. Hey Daisy, has Vasyl ever tried this with you? You totally should."
"DAMMIT ULYSSES, STOP!"
"How many times have I told you to NOT do things like that? Nobody cares about your sex life! I don't care HOW you copulate, and you don't need to show me! I really don't want to know! Okay? I am trying not to be mean to you, because you're my fiancee's friend, but it is getting really difficult to put up with you! Now, I am getting myself a plate of pancakes. Do not interact with me. AT ALL. Understood?"
"Fine, Mr. Prudeypants. Hmph."
Their relationship is an interesting one. They both have a slightly negative LTR with each other. Ulysses's STR for Vasyl is twenty-five points or so. Vasyl's STR for Ulysses is zero. They don't get along very well, despite Lyss's best efforts. As long as they talk about the weather, they're okay.
"Oh, Crystal...you know there's a double bed in the next room..."
"...You know we're at a triple birthday party, right? That would be rude. Even by Curious standards, that would be very rude."
"They'd forgive us if we told them we hadn't had a chance to consummate yet."
"We're not telling them that. And I've already told you a hundred times, I'm sorry, but Circe wouldn't change shifts with me and I couldn't get off work!"
"Think of it, Nervous! There's a whole world out there, waiting to be explored, and somewhere out there -"
"Is something waiting to jump me. Nope. Don't care. Staying home."
Frat Boys on Parade. Guy, the former Goth Boy Tricou, dresses in black as a fashion statement and wears a rainbow mohawk because a sorority girl put him in it. Ricky just put on the tightest top and jeans he could find. Neither of them impresses Asia Menon there, and at the moment, out of six girls on the lot, she's the only one not established as a lesbian. (Okay, so I could, with a little diligence, change the dormies. But for now - no bolts.)
"Y'all! Why are you doing that in here?"
"You told us to wake you up in time for your final."
"And you thought making out next to my bed was the best way to do that?"
"It worked, didn't it?"
"You know what we should do, Lyss? Drop out! I mean, I hate going to classes and stuff, and I don't even need a college career for the job I want to go in! What's the point, right? You want make food, and I want to be the master of odd jobs. No college career for that, right."
"I thought you wanted a degree."
"Well, uh, I changed my mind!"
"You're not telling me something, Em."
"You know what? Fine. I'm pregnant. There is a fetus in me. Happy?"
"Emily, that's great!"
"Hell yes! Kids are cool! We're gonna have the most awesome kid ever, I'm gonna make sure of it."
"Well, good. This went a lot better than expected."
"Did you think I would throw you off the top of the building or something?"
"Uh...no...yes...sort of. I kind of expected something baddish."
"Makes sense. I never wanted to go to college anyway. Might disappoint the folks a bit, but at least I'll be able to give ma some grandkids to play with before she kicks the dust."
"What about Eckhard?"
So they both dropped out, and got married on the front lawn. Emily got a positive memory, because Theo has a good 50k on him.