It had been a week. Nearly.

He had arrived on Saturday and today was Friday. Alexander stretched, feeling rather fresh after his shower. Hercules had let him borrow his shampoo and other shower accessories.

It was rather amusing how easily Alex could tell everyone's' things apart in there. Hercules had the classic male brands and a ton of deodorant; Lafayette had a lot of TRESemmé with some french sounding soap and conditioner that was supposed to make your hair curlier; John's' selection of shampoo was almost unnoticeable compared to the number of bath bombs he'd managed to shove in - it was 50% impressive and 50% surprising.

Alex kicked away from his desk, just spin around in his chair. With a content smile, he sat there, slowly spinning when there was a knock on the door. Alex left his chair grumpily, walking through the main room to get to the front door. He opened it and got bowled over by a small, frizzy haired girl.

"Wassup, my halfling!" She yelled happily.

"Wha?" Alex said in confusion.

The girl looked up and then yelped, jumping off him. "You're not Lauren!"

"Who the hell is Lauren?" Asked Alex incredulously.

John's' door opened, hitting him slightly in the back, so he side-stepped as John peered round. "Pegs? What're you doing here? It's only, like... Alex, what time's it?"

Alex glanced at his watch, "Uh, 7 pm."

John sighed, looking at the girl. "Peggy, you have a whole hour and a half before Dungeons and Dragons."

"Lauren!" The girl, Peggy, pouted. "Don't make me go, I'm bored! Can't I mess around with Ramos?"

With a stern glare, John replied, "I'm not letting you near Ramos after last time. It took me ages to get the sharpie off his shell."

Peggy's' pout grew. "Then I can help you with your work!"

"Look, Pegs," John pinched the bridge of his nose, "No offence but you know nothing about marine biology. I'll be out in a minute, okay?"

Peggy glared as John went into his room, shutting the door. Then she snapped round to Alex. "Wanna come with me to get snacks, new boy?"

"The name's Alexander H-"

"Alexander, Barbara, Margeret, whatever! Let's go!" And Peggy snatched his wrist, dragging him out of the apartment and pulling him down the corridor.