Oct 23, 2018 9:12 PM
a creature of habit has no real protection
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z steps on jackson's head, and other events
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"Ugh," says the dom, and to the friends he's eating with, "they're multiplying, let's just -" He awkwardly wraps his rectangle of breakfast egg casserole in a napkin and stalks out. Friends hastily eat what they can't carry and go after him.

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"...fuck."

He sighs.

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"What is your problem?" frowns Jackson.

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He bites his lip hard, then shakes his head and scowls.

"I was trying to help, but I just can't fucking–"

He shoves Jackson aside.

"Ugh."

He scoots carefully under the table.

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Jackson makes a small noise when shoved. His beverage is not a casualty this time.

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He broods under the table, where he is protected from continuing to fuck up.

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"Who were you trying to help? Victor?"

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"Yeah, because you're being a creep."

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"Well, I didn't chase him out of the dining hall."

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He breathes out hard through his nose and tucks his head into his knees, digging his nails into his palms.

(This is stupid and he's being stupid and if he loses it in the middle of the dining hall it's gonna be even worse–)

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"Why are you under the table?"

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"Because nobody's looking under here."

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"I can see you."

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He makes a noise.

"Don't care if you see me."

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Jackson stays put for a little bit, then gets up and goes elsewhere.

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After a couple of minutes he gets up and leaves without eating.

 

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Not eating breakfast isn't a good combination with spending all morning practicing a little more viciously than necessary.

He slinks back into the cafeteria around lunchtime.

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Jackson isn't there when Z sits down, but arrives some ten minutes later and goes to bother yet a third dom.

He doesn't overlap with Z at dinner.

And at breakfast the next morning he has a collar and is sitting in a chair.

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...huh.

That's different.

He approaches Jackson's table cautiously with his tray.

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Jackson blinks at him.

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"...uh, congratulations."

He sits down, a couple chairs away.

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"Thanks."

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"...sorry about hassling you."

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Awkward shrug.

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"Is it somebody here?"

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