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Room 222, Friday Morning
Warren was actually doing something that looked, at a glance, somewhat like drinking tea and studying, today. He'd had a good holiday, both in Bon Temps and then in London in the days afterwards, and now he was quite content to sit back with a good book (okay, fine, it was an economics textbook) and...
Zone out, really. His focus today was just a bit lacking, especially when there were so many other things for him to think about.
Had he really been here for nearly a year? And only now was it even occurring to him that he'd managed to grow a backbone somewhere along the way, even if it only managed to show itself on special occasions. There would be new students showing up this weekend, and he had almost made up his mind that he didn't want to hide what he was, even if the bracelet that Karla had given to him would have made it easy, no straps and harnesses involved.
He flipped the page and smiled a little. No, it hadn't been a bad vacation at all. And, for the most part, the rest of the year had been pretty good, too.
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Zone out, really. His focus today was just a bit lacking, especially when there were so many other things for him to think about.
Had he really been here for nearly a year? And only now was it even occurring to him that he'd managed to grow a backbone somewhere along the way, even if it only managed to show itself on special occasions. There would be new students showing up this weekend, and he had almost made up his mind that he didn't want to hide what he was, even if the bracelet that Karla had given to him would have made it easy, no straps and harnesses involved.
He flipped the page and smiled a little. No, it hadn't been a bad vacation at all. And, for the most part, the rest of the year had been pretty good, too.
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You know. At the time, when embarrassing things could potentially happen (or not happen), and wow, that would be a horrible reason to have to postpone Karla's Virgin Night.
'Sorry, honey. I can't. Uh.'
'Uh' was really such a flexible word.
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...not like that!
She rose to her feet, relieved that this conversation hadn't gone any of the dozens of upsetting ways she'd been dreading. "Will you be attending the party tonight?" she asked. "Perhaps I will see you there."
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He was so certain that Karla would take exception to that. Sure.
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