Jan 18, 2018 8:39 PM
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z steps on jackson's head, and other events
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"Sorry! I'd be scraping the bottom of the barrel. Extra pencils. Your prize is you get to be alive?"

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"Not getting murdered is a great prize."

Although he'd probably let her murder him after this conversation.

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"Good. Enjoy."

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"Well, now that you said so, how can I not?"

He pops a corner of a brownie into his mouth.

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"I give very good advice."

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"Enjoy your life, don't blow up your neighborhood..."

Further brownie. Mmm.

"Pretty solid."

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She finishes her food. Gets up with the tray in one hand and her cane in the other. "I like to think so. You have a nice day."

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He grins and waves.

"You too. See you around."

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"Seeya."

And she buses her tray and goes.

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After she's left, he stuffs the rest of his brownie in his mouth, buses his tray, and absconds before he can start on the "remembering every awkward or embarrassing moment of that conversation" portion of the evening.

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His hall is quiet when he gets back to it except for faint music coming through Janet's door.

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He stops for a minute to listen.

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Bubbly J-Pop.

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Aww.

He leans in towards the door. He’s not a weirdo if he doesn’t knock on it!

“Hey! I like your music!”

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"What? Who's that?" calls a voice.

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"New kid! See you!"

He proceeds back to his room.

When he practices tonight he does it with unusual focus, and by the time he really registers how late it is he's practically falling asleep. He goes and passes out on his bed before he can accidentally pass out on the floor instead.

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At breakfast in the morning Jackson is kneeling at a different dom; Isabella's not there.

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Ah, fuck.

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He approaches and plops down on the floor next to Jackson.

He's clearly not kneeling at anyone, though. He's just...chilling out.

"Hey. What are we doing?"

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"...I have no idea what you're doing," says Jackson.

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"I'm helping."

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"No you aren't."

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"I didn't say I was helping you."

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"Who even are you?" says the dom.

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He shrugs.

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