Midnight Snacks {ozzie}

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Andie was on a mission. Not necessarily like the one in Call of Duty, which was currently on pause back up in her dorm, but just as important to her. As much as she loved Teach, he cleared out her fridge whenever he came over, and today she forgot to restock after he left. It was late, like, seriously late, and she was hungry, and she had no food in her dorm. While she could probably just deal on any other night, this was important. She needed to get at least 4 hours of sleep, since tomorrow was a busy day. Yes, 4 hours. One would be surprised on how little sleep Andie could actually function. Caffiene helped, but she didn't have any of that, either. So the obvious decision was to force herself to pause the game and sneak into the dining hall.

Problem?

As cool as it would be, Andromeda Read could not see in the dark, and she had forgotten her flashlight AND her cell phone. She could have just gone back and gotten one, but once she started doing something, it was hard for her to turn it around or just stop. Plus, it was fate. Navigate the halls in almost total darkness without making any obnoxious noises that would alert the authority? Challange accepted.

Rubbing her face, she still realized there were probably remnants of her tears from the movie she watched earlier. Pokemon: The First Movie. Okay, so maybe it was dumb to cry at a movie, especially one like that, but Andie really loved Pokemon (obvious by her attire) and just when the Pokemon were beating each other up but didn't really want to and when Ash got in between Mew and Mewtwo and got statue'd and then the tears bringing him back to life... She almost started crying again just thinking about it. Really, she was a sucker for any emotionally trying movies. She would cry every time, without fail. It was embarassing.

Much like what she was wearing, she realized. She was in her pajamas, of course. She had on a white tank top that was kind of see-through and didn't really cover the pokebra she had put on just because it was the first bra she could find and there was no way she was walking around this school without one. Also on were men's Pikachu pajama pants, because fuck you, men's pajama pants were comfy. Anyways, it wasn't likely that she would meet anyone. Who else went to the dining hall in the middle of the night?

She didn't consider the fact that this was a high school. Also, that one guy in the chat said he liked food.

Ozzie seemed like a pretty cool dude, and he said he went to Baum, so there was a likelihood that she would meet him one time. Not like she would seek him out or anything. In all reality, Andie was kind of different behind-the-screens. On the computer and the like, she was always Gamer!Andie, but sometimes in real life, she was Athlete!Andie, like when she was with her soccer friends or actually on the field or at practice. So. Someone had to deal with that. Someone also had to deal with the fact that her best friend was a guy and he visited her room all the time, even though it was only platonic and nothing weird in the slightest happened ever. Though the only person likely to have ever believed that was her mother, it seemed, because she would probably approve of Teach if she was still alive.

LOL, what was she even thinking? It's not like she wanted a relationship or anything. Right? Right?

Okay, maybe she shipped Anzzie, or Ozzdie... Anzzie a little bit, but hey, she was a girl, and he was boy, could it be anymore obvious? No, he seemed more like a-

Stop. Dining Hall approaching.

Entering, she looked around, and realized that it was dimly lit already. Hmm... was someone else here? Oh God, she hoped no one else was here. That would be awkwaaard.

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[OZZIE WAGERS]

Ozzie was chilling on his bed, sprawled out into a comfortable position when the crisis happened. He paused Mario Kart for a moment to grab something, anything, from the mini fridge but found his hand grasping at nothing. "Shit!" He cursed, slamming the door shut. A quick check to his secret stash under his mattress confirmed that Ozzie Wagers was out of food.

In his opinion, the world was about to end.

Ozzie shimmied into his batman pajama pants and Homer Simpson slippers because fuck you they're comfy. Ozzie couldn't care less about wearing a shirt; he lacked shame and thankfully and nothing to be shameful of. Besides, it wasn't like he would see anyone in the dining hall. It was late and most of the students were asleep. Ozzie chuckled. If he was one thing, Ozzie was an insomniac for sure. Maybe it was because he spent most of his time playing video games at night. Whatever, thought Ozzie. Silently, Ozzie slipped down the hall towards redemption, aka, food. With his "luck o' the Irish!", Ozzie made it into the Baum kitchens without alerting authority. He gave a little fist pump of success, then went about to satisfying his growling tummy.

Sandwich, a la Ozzie
- French bread, because subs are better
- Heaping load of roast beef
- Good amount of turkey
- Just a squirt of mustard
- Some lettuce (you don't want it to be too healthy
- Bacon, and,
- Colby Jack cheese

Combine ingredients on French bread and you have yourself one kick ass sandwich.

While Ozzie gathered the ingredients, he was lost in his thoughts, giving his slightly chiseled stomach the occasional scratch. That girl from the chat, Andie, was on his brain again. Now, Ozzie was never one to have a serious relationship, because LOL what does Ozzie take seriously?, but he wouldn't mind getting to know Andie. Yeah, that'd be nice. She was sure pretty, and she went to Baum. Advantage!! Plus, Ozzie could tell she was totally legit. Like, nearly as legit as him, which was saying something.

Just as Ozzie was about to take the first bite of his orgasmic sandwich, he heard footsteps entering the dining hall. Fuuuuuuck, man! If it was a teacher...well, there went his soccer scholarship. He could almost see the visible poof of it leaving. Ozzie crept to the corner, poking his head out to see who it was, poised to run lest it be an administrator. What he saw, however, cheered Ozzie right up. It was the cute girl from the chat, Andie, in Pikachu pajamas, no less! On closer inspection, Ozzie noticed a pokebra, which had him grinning like a little kid in a candy shop. "Hey! You!" Ozzie whisper shouted at Andie, motioning for her to hurry on over to where he was. Ozzie was gonna enjoy this and there was no way he was letting some girl, legit or not, get them caught. "You nearly scared me outta me trousers!" Ozzie laughed once she made her way over to him.

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Okay, yeah, she may have been a little loud. Her feet were bare because she didn't own any shoes that weren't for Athletic!Andie, because, well, she didn't like her feet to be open like that if she was wearing shoes. Like, seriously, wasn't that kind of the point of shoes? To protect your feet? Yeah, it was. So she either wore athletic shoes or went barefoot, no matter the weather. Right about now, she was regretting that decision. Because the tile floor? Yeah, it was freezing, and her toes were probably going to fall off like in Pirates Of the Carribean: At World's End. A lot of people thought that was gross, but Andie thought it was cool, though she'd never want it happening to her, obviously. Go figure.

Anyways, she was starting to shiver, because when her feet got cold her whole her got cold, and used all of her willpower to keep her obnoxious teeth from chattering. Someone had told her once during a winter soccer game when she was defense that they could hear her teeth chattering from across the field. So ever since then, she tried to keep herself from doing it, sacrificing her tongue if necessary. Her arms were starting to get cold too, but she ignored that because there was someone else in here oh my god.

She could sense it before he called out, so she braced herself to be caught and expelled maybe and then she would have to live with her drunken-junkie father and then... Wait, was that an accent? None of the administrative people she knew had accents, unless it was the cleaning people... no, but they weren't... Ohhey, it was another kid. Cool. Closing the door gentley behind her, she peered into the darkness to see who it was.

Andie saw him beckon her nearer, and as she went nearer, she realized he looked very familiar. Oh, yeah, she kind of just met him like a few hours ago. Ozzie. Ozzie. Ozzie. She listened to him speak again, and oh dear lord, he did have a really cute accent and just. Ovaries. Boom.

Which was metaphorical and something internet people did, as she had to explain to her friends that only went on a computer to go on Facebook. Ugh, Facebook, no-gram'-land. She honestly only skimmed it before getting on Tumblr, so.

But anyways. Cute Irish boy. With no shirt and Batman pajama pants. Yeah. She smiled and laughed a little bit along, totally being awkward. She wasn't used to off-screen encounters like this.

"Sorry- uhm." How do you words? "Yeah, Ozzie, right? It's An- what are you eating?" She realized that the sandwich or whatever smelled absolutely amazing. Like, wonderful. She wondered what was on it that made her want to be all 'get in mah bel-lay' like Fat Bahstahd. Yeah, Andie liked Austin Powers. Loved it, in fact. Well, more the first movie and maybe the second. The third one had too much actual... plot? Yeah, Plot.

God, no wonder Teach's visits were all platonic and uneventful. Why did he even hang out with her, again? She was weird. Oh well, if Teach could deal with her weirdness on top of Freddie's annoying ass, then either he was Sup- Spiderman, because Superman was dumb, or her weirdness wasn't all that weird. Honestly, standing in front of Ozzie, she hoped it was the latter.

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[OZZIE WAGERS]

Being raised in Ireland could really be an advantage at times, like now. Oh yes, Ozzie was aware that it was quite chilly, but thankfully, he wasn't bothered by it. His childhood, which was spent running around (well, not so much running for Ozzie) in snow with only a light jacket on (a contest to see who could take it the longest), had made him immune to what Americans thought as "chilly". Ozzie also had to make a shout out to being able to drink like a true Irishman ("Why does the bloody drinkin' age hafta be twenty-one?! Whatever, I'm grabbin' meself a fuckin' pint.")

Ozzie was super pumped that it was Andie walking towards him. Oh yeah, he was definitely admiring the way she swished her hips just so, but Andie was different from a lot of the other girls to catch Ozzie's attention. She seemed more...whole? Was that the word? Ozzie was unsure what it was, but it made him want to scratch his head in confusion and groan into a pillow in frustration. Too much thought. That was school was for. ...Yeah, anyways. Ozzie gave a huge grin now that she was closer and he could really admire how pretty she was. And she played video games! Ozzie was sure that she had to have a boyfriend or something, Andie was so awesome.

"Yeah! It's Ozzie. Nice to actually see ye--Oh, me sandwich?" If it was possible, Ozzie's smile got bigger. She had a great taste in food, obviously. "It's a bit o' turkey, roast beef, bacon, colby jack cheese, a little bit o' lettuce and some mustard." Ozzie said, taking a large bite and rubbing his stomach. He then asked, "Ye want me ta make one for ye?", because if Andie was as legit as she seemed, she would definitely have a taste for Sandwich a la Ozzie.

Actually, he should probably call it Sandwich a la Siobhan, after his mother. She would make it for Ozzie's lunch every day before she, you know...went. Siobhan always wrote "made with love" on the paper wrapper and would always give it a kiss, leaving a soft rose outline of her lips, since Ozzie wouldn't allow her to kiss him. What if he couldn't get her lipstick off?! That would be even more fuel for his tormentors, and thankfully, Siobhan understood that. Gosh, Ozzie really missed his mum. Ozzie didn't want to get choked up, though, so he cleared those thoughts away real quick and put his full attention back on Andie.

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Andie suddenly crossed her arms over her chest when she realized two things. One, her arms felt like they were about to fall off. Two, the pokebra. Okay, it was dumb to wear that, and she should have known someone would have seen it, but hey. She could protect her nerdtue any way she wanted and at any time she wanted. Right? And yes, 'nerdtue', because the pokebra. It's not like she had any virtue left the first time she got drunk. Less-drunk people said she turned into a total slut. Oh well, she didn't care about Alcohol!Andie because right now she was somehow caught in the middle of Gamer!Andie and Awkward!Andie and that was a horrible place to be.

Andie did not have a boyfriend, in fact, and had been wishing that were different for a while now, at least, on the outside. She always joked about it amongst people and did actually seem to care when she wasn't alone. Well, not alone. With Teach. Honestly, she wasn't sure what she felt about Teach, apart from the heightened sense of purpose and satisfaction when he was around. And the reason behind it was elusive and cunfusing and ugh. Yeah, so she wasn't going to go there. Teach was her best friend. That was it.

Besides, Ozzie was right here, and he had food and no shirt and an accent. A very very lovely accent that was making it difficult for Andie to actually focus on what he was saying. She'd get over that eventually, though. Right? Right.

Because oh dear lord all those delicious things on the sandwich he just listed the ingredients of. "Oh god yes, I would love a sandwich, if you don't mind." Finally, she didn't have to make food for once. Because fuck you, Andie's place was not in the kitchen, but in front of the screens or on the field. She couldn't even cook, not really.

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[OZZIE WAGERS]

It was obvious Ozzie had found himself what his dad called "a good one". He could clearly remember Liam Wagers place a firm hand on his wife's shoulder and saying "always make sure she has an appetite for real food, like yer mum" befor ducking from Siobhan's playful swat. This girl obviously had a great taste in life, man!, if she admitted to wanting a sandwich. Ozzie had taken many a girl out to eat to watch her waste a salad--a salad--that wouldn't be enough to feed Ozzie's old rabbit, Hopper (in the girls' defense, Hopper was a fat bunny). But no, Andie had the appetite of a pro, obvi. She was, as Ozzie liked to put, #winning!

"Uno sandiwch a la Ozzie, comin' up!" He said, his Spanish marred by his Irish accent. Gathering the ingredients, Ozzie chuckled. "This is a bit o' a role reversal, eh?" Ozzie threw a in a wink. It was a bit of a test, actually. Ozzie could be pretty self-deprecating, so he expected all the cool people to be the same. If Andie couldn't take a joke...well, her cool status would die, pokebra or not. As Ozzie assembled Andie's sandwich, he began to wiggle his hips a bit and hum the beat to Ms. New Booty, his kitchen anthem for some strange reason. Ozzie brought the sandwich to Andie, booty-poppin' and body-rollin' along the way (laughing, of course). "Yer sandwich, lass," Ozzie winked before hopping up on the counter and taking a giant bite of his own. One bite, and nearly half the sandwich was gone. Ozzie rubbed his tummy, a content look on his face, before sitting up in surprise. He swallowed, then nearly shouted, "Look! Andie! I've nearly got some bloody abs!" Ozzie flexed, proudly showing off the faint outline of a six pack. Ha! Take that, bullies! Ozzie-the-ex-fatty has got a hot bod.

Ozzie was about to fist pump when he heard a noise. "Shit!" He whispered, quickly flipping the light switch, plunging the room into darkness. Someone was coming. Quickly, Ozzie grabbed Andie's arm and his sandwich, pulling her towards the exit. It was very Bond-like: Ozzie stayed close to the wall, keeping his eyes pealed for danger, while he and Andie creeped along towards the door. "Andie. I'm going to my dorm. It's closer than the girl's and my roommate's out. You can come if you want. Just pull away if you don't want to." Ozzie whispered, loosening his grasp on her hand. Finally, they broke through the door! Cackling like an escapee, Ozzie began to jog towards his dorm, stuffing the rest of his sandwich into his mouth and summersaulting to the door.

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Andie did have quite the appetite, to be honest. She ate more than she probably should, being an athlete and all, but she worked out three to four times a week and her metabolism was excellent (plus, she wouldn't have ordered a salad, she would have ordered a flipping cheeseburger or seafood or something and still have room for dessert). That being said, she wasn't quite as in-shape as the other athletes, but that didn't mean she didn't play just as well. Being a co-ed team and all, she felt like she had to prove herself because guys were dicks and all that junk. Honestly, she preferred track & field, but soccer was okay too. She didn't hang out with the track crowd as much as she did the soccer, and even then, she preferred to stay in her room and glue herself to her screen. It wasn't like she was anti-social, she just liked the games better, and besides, there was usually drinking, and there was only so much amnesia she could take. Yeah, Andie was the type to not remember anything from when she was drinking. She didn't even remember losing a certain card apart from waking up in the morning and freaking out. Actually, she didn't remember the guy even, because her headache was absolutely horrible and she could barely see.

Honestly, it wasn't that big of a deal to her, now. It had been at the time, though, and she was upset for days. Now? It was just one of those things she shrugged off.

...Thought circle much? OKay, her brain had gotten way off topic. She laughed a bit at his Spanish and the role reversal thing. "I could never make a sandwich this good. Like... I could do simple things. Like grilled cheese. But if I tried to mix things? It would be a disaster sandwich." She shuddered melodramatically, making a face, then returning to her smile. She didn't really take the role reversal jokes to heart because honestly, she didn't mind role reversal or roles in general, simply because she didn't fit in them. If a guy wanted Andie to cook something not-simple for them, good luck, bro. She'll totally try, but it likely won't turn out gourmet.

Andie watched Ozzie make the sandwich and held back a giggle. He seemed so carefree and just totally hilar. She grinned as she got her sandwich. "Thank yoooou," she said, trying not to drool. That would be unattractive. Her first bite wasn't as big, but it would have made any lady stop and judge her, most likely. Once she swallowed, she immediately took another bite. This had to be the best sandwich ever made ever. Eveeeeeeer. But she almost spit it out when he sat up, shocked. She swallowed and looked at his abs. Ovaries? What ovaries?

She laughed. "You do have some abs. No, 'almost' not necessary." It took her everything she had not to reach out and touch like Peggy had in Captain America: The First Avenger. Though Ozzie wasn't quite so bu-

Fuck. Fuckithnfbkfdnvdsnvlkds.

Andie grabbed her sandwich and followed Ozzie through the darkness, not intending on ditching him any time soon. Grace would probably wonder where Andie had gone in the middle of the night with her game on pause, but she could explain that once she was able to get back in the morning later. This was... this was fun. Better than Call of Duty. Whatever, it was Black Ops anyways, and she had already beaten it. Plus, hot Irish guys who made excellent food didn't hold her hand in Black Ops.

I mean, whaaat?

Andie laughed as he did the spy moves to his door, and she followed, still holding most of her sandwich and thus unable to to the same. "Talk about Secret Aaaaaaagent Maaan," she half said, half sang out loud. Wait, out loud? Haha, oh well. He probably wouldn't care.

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[OZZIE WAGERS]

Good God O'Brien, where had this girl been his whole life? 

Well, maybe not whole. More like where had she been his whole life-after-becoming-a-stud. Because no one needed to know tubby Ozzie. Needless to say, Andie was working her way up Ozzie's totem pole of friendship (not in sexual way, though he wouldn't mind if it was). His bro Jackson was gonna have to start watching out if he didn't want Andie to replace him. Food, too. Though LOL that was a bit drastic. Food was life, man! Ozzie knew he was gonna have to start hanging out with Andie a bunch because she was just...so freaking cool! Like, this girl had to have tons of guys lined up. Luckily for Ozzie, he was like, the coolest dude of all, so hopefully he could cut in line. Because by golly he wanted to know her (did I just say by golly?). 

"Whoa dere, dat sandwich better look out for ye! Yer packin it away!" Ozzie laughed as Andie took another giant bite of sandwich. Impressive. That was a girl who knew how to properly eat an orgasmic sandwich, obvs. Ozzie grinned. "I put extra yum in dere, just for ye!" Ozzie was going to have to go to the store soon and get some more food for his stockpile. Er, stash. Not stockpile. That sounded way too drastic. All it was was several bags of chips, pretzels, a fresh jar of nutella, soda...basically everything that made America fat. So yes, it was a big pile that deserved the label of "stock" but Ozzie preferred the word stash. 

Hell yes! She had followed him! Ozzie didn't think Andie was uncool enough to actually go back to her own dorm, but. Still. He was excited. Ozzie karate chopped the air and joined Andie in singing "secret aaaaaaagent man!" He could already tell that the night was still young, despite it being the techincal morning. They were going to have fun, for sure. "Alright, the tricky part. We gotta get ye past all dese rooms. Ready to be a ninja?" Ozzie reentered his crouch, slipping into the building and motioning all super-cool like for Andie to follow. He was a few rooms down and after a moment more of tension-filled sneaking, Ozzie ran in. 

"We made it!" Ozzie cackled, closing the door behind Andie. "Welcome to casa de Ozzieto!" Ozzie spread his arms out, showing off his room. Thank god it was clean. He flopped down on his bed, grabbing a control for the Wii. "Make yerself at home," Ozzie patted a spot on the bed next to him, grabbing a spare controller. "Now Andie. Are ye ready to be destroyed via mariokart?" Ozzie said with a cheeky little grin.     

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Andie continued to munch on this godly sandwich, not even caring if she wasn't being ladylike because manners were for losers and when she was eating in front of Addie. Ozzie was her new favorite person, no doubt about it. This sandwich was enough to secure that statement.

By the time he spoke, Andie laughed and ended up with a full mouth and empty hands. "Wot 'andwish?" she managed, then swallowed. She had always been able to handle big bites because she had practically no gag reflex. Normally, she tried not to take huge bites for fear of choking, but she was cool with it at the moment and everything went down okay. She could use a drink, though. "Thanks. I don't think you could have put any more yum in thatsandwich if you tried. It was perfect." So are you.

They were doing really great sneaking, with the whole talking thing, but no one had apprehended them yet, so they wer- OZZIE SANG WITH HER. HE SANG THE SONG WITH HER HE SANG ALONGOH MY GDO. Andie's inner monologue went full tumblr and she used the arm Ozzie wasn't holding to flail about just a little bit. She knew the exact gif reactions she would use at that point.

Andie scoffed a little at his ninja remark. "These are teenagers, we could sneak past them if we were singing pirates," she muttered. That was probably the most political she got out loud, her pro-pirate opinions. Still, she played along, doing much more lazy versions of his maneuvers.She saved her flexibility for her sports and her Kinect and the bedroom. It was a little tense, though, since even though she thought the teenagers wouldn't care, she was almost sure some were going to be trying to sleep and she'd tumblr loudly and wake them up.

Crabby teenagers werenot her division unless their name started with R and ended with J Teach.

Following Ozzie in, she went immediately to the entertainment system, listening to the doorshut behind her. She glanced around the room when he showed it off, but the technology was what she cared about. Fuck, it was wonderful. They were meant to be. She decided.

Well, friends, at least. He probably had girls lined up with that accent and sense of humor.

"Can I actually live here?" she asked with a joking grin. No, but really, this was almost cooler than her room. Almost. Her room was her own adn that's what made it better. Andie glanced at Ozzie with a 'bitch please' look, took the controller, and sat on the bed. It was more springy than she thought it was and she kind of bounced towards him with a swear, but she played it of with a flip of her hair and a powering up of her controller. "Correction: I'm ready to destroy via Mario Kart."

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