So they have! Sadde's place is over there, a small apartment building that's clearly not the most expensive place to live.

Terry gives it a bit of a look, but doesn't comment aloud.

In they go, and in spite of small and probably cheap it's well-maintained and clean in a way that speaks of attention to detail and care for what one does. Maybe it's not as ridiculously cheap as it immediately appears.

He lives on the fourth floor, and has his keys. "Moooom, Terry's heeere!" he calls.

Like the rest of the building, the apartment is small but well taken care of. Laura's voice comes from a place that's presumably the kitchen: "Hi, Terry, hi, baby, are either of you hungry?"

"Not particularly, thanks for offering though! You should probably have a copy of my notes on the cards?"

"I'm fine!" he calls back. "And yeah that sounds like a good idea!"

So he leads Terry to his room where his school stuff is, including a mostly bare notebook and pens.

He has neat handwriting and re-writes only the most important parts in clear and easy-to-read bits. Even while simultaneously quizzing Sadde on their favorite books and movies. It's a skill.

Then Sadde will tell Terry about all of his favorite books and movies! He doesn't have many favorites, favorites, but he really likes musicals in general when it comes to movies, economics stuff when it comes to nonfiction books, and SF&F when it comes to fiction. Sadde will also ask Terry about his favorites!

Science fiction all the way. The 'harder' (more conforming to real science and physics) it is, the better. Movies, eh. Everyone likes a good action flick right? He reads a lot of random books in terms of nonfiction. Space and engineering and computer science are big themes there. He gets distracted by a rant about how computers are not magic and it all makes sense if you dig deep enough. Half-adders and cache misses and assembly programming are probably off topic, and are distracting him from copying the notes, though, so he shuts up about them.

Really? Even though Sadde is drinking the rant up?

...Yeah, this rant goes better with a whiteboard anyway and he's getting frustrated that he's not explaining it well enough.

"Do you happen to have a whiteboard at your place? And is a notebook not enough?"

"No and I guess it's enough - but I want to look up a bunch of stuff again now, I'm afraid I'll get it wrong."

"Oh, yeah, I don't have a computer you can use, sorry."

(He has a very old one and no internet access, but he might mmmmaaaybe be able to convince his mother to help with that. Possibly.)

"Yeah, figured as much, no worries. There are... Other things to do."

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"Oh? What kinds of things?" he asks, innocently.

"Like this." Peck-kiss, done as soon as it starts.

"Sorry, what? I blinked and missed it."

Okay, a slightly less brief peck.

"Ooh, I think I get your meaning. How about this?"

And he puts both hands on Terry's shoulders and kisses him.

...and continues kissing him. This ain't no slight peck.

"Mmmmmmmm." He is briefly suprised, then starts putting to use what he learned about kissing yesterday.

Pens get capped up and notebooks get tossed out of the way when he has enough brain to think of it. It wouldn't do to get tangled on writing supplies.

Nope, it wouldn't! Sadde himself, though, does not have enough brain for that. Just lots of kissing, right now.

But he might have enough brain to make vague bedwards gestures and movements and see if Terry likes the idea.

That... Makes him nervous and requires actual thought! He stops kissing for a moment. "...On the bed doesn't mean anything more than being more comfortable if we say it doesn't, right?"

"Absolutely. Enthusiastic consent and all, you can feel free to stop literally anything I do and set whatever boundaries you feel comfortable with and I will not be upset or hurt or angry or whatever and will not try to push you. This is a two-player game and it isn't nice if both of us aren't enjoying it."

"Cool. In that case, bed." He pulls Sadde towards it, really not expecting it to take much effort.