The Library; Monday. [ 11/17 ]

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

It seemed to come in waves, really, the levels of Cal's despair and joy. At the moment, he was definitely leaning more heavily toward joy. He'd absolutely massacred Amber in Scrabble last night. Well, maybe massacre was a little strong, but a win was a win and now he'd have to come up with a good thing for her to pay her back with. It had to be good. Real good.

But for now, there was the sipping of heavily sugared coffee and the sorting of books.

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Re: Third Period -- 11/17.

[swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com]

"What, so I know what I'm talking about?" Claire was amused. "Yeah, I'll go get a couple books." She headed toward the stacks.

Re: Third Period -- 11/17.

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"If you get lost," Cal called out after her, "just remember, moss grows on the north side!"

Or something; it wasn't like he was ever in Cub Scouts or anything. Still, Cal had to smile a bit dopily after Claire for a moment until he realized what he was doing, and went back to just burying his face in his hand and reminding himself that he was an idiot-freak who now had no chance of getting an article out now.