Room 423, Monday after classes [2/18]

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There was only so much socializing that Hoshi could stand before needing a little quiet time. And after a very busy Friday and Saturday, Hoshi pretty much disappeared into her room for the remainder of the weekend.

So after her mythology class, Hoshi was back in her room, making a pot of green tea to enjoy while she went over the handouts from class. The door was open, though, if anyone dropped by.

[The post is open too.]

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Re: After Annnette

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"Okay then," said Hoshi, still wanting to know why Jack was all worked up because her mun was still catching up on posts from this weekend.

"I think you're basically a good person, but you come on really strong sometimes. Too strong, actually. Maybe just a little bit pushy, I guess. It doesn't bother me much, because I can push back. Still, I consider you a friend and even the things that bother me are things that can be fixed."

Re: After Annnette

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He held his breath, and released it in a sigh. He still wasn't looking at her.

"Good to know. You...wanna make me a list of things I--you know what? Don't worry about it. Thanks for the tea. I..."

He finished the tea after he trailed off, eyes watering a bit at the temp. Somehow, he looked a bit happier.

[still awaiting resolution to one or two things]
[and....bed!]

Re: After Annnette

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Good grief, what was with these boys? They were all giving her a headache these days.

"You're welcome," she said.

Re: After Annnette

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It's the girls. Always.

He stood up, put the tea down. He looked at her. Kinda sad, kinda relieved, still pissyed. "Thanks. I'll...stay out of your hair, then." For a few days, at least, until he got things sorted out.

Or joined a convent. Monetary. Nunnery. Whatever the male version of a nun was.

[Okay, I lied. Bed this time for realz!]