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Flight Club [Flight Shed, 2pm]

It was their last club meeting before the break and, with finals still ongoing, Gavin figured a nice, light meeting would probably be for the best.

"Hey everyone," Gavin said, nodding. "Hope finals are going well for you all. We're almost through them and then we get a nice break. Anyway, it's going to be a light, choose your poison kind of day. You can hop into the sim if you want and fly around, release some stress or you can sit and chat, eat cookies and stuff and take the time to unwind if you've already had some finals."

He nodded to the spread of ~~moddable~~ snacks and drinks.

"Thanks for coming out and I hope to see you all back here next year. We'll be getting a little more in depth into the flying machines of you all so that'll be fun. Until then, good luck on finals and have a good holiday."

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"You're so cute," Gavin said, grinning and laughing. "And a mess. Want to get cleaned up?"

He was very sticky. And it wasn't like the kitten stalking bugs in the corner was going to unstick him anytime soon, so the bunny was not going to complain about being cleaned.

Generally, when he approved of things, he just didn't fight about it or glare. So he was still rolling on his back and trying to lick his paws clean.

"Let me get some water," Gavin said, reaching for a bottle of water and pouring some in his hand.

And then, having no knowledge of how to clean a bunny, he sort of started flicking it at John.

Flicking was not on. John jerked his bunny body to roll onto his feet again and rubbed his paws over his face rapidly, trying to deflect the horrid feel of water droplets.

"Dude, water is how you get clean," Gavin said. "Stop covering your face!"

Ears both flattened back in annoyance, he looked up at Gavin with expressive hazel eyes, practically daring him to flick water again.

"Look, it's either flick or dump," Gavin said. "Your choice."

John took a hop toward Gavin, or really, he stumbled again in Gavin's general direction but managed to maintain his footing, sticking his fluffy white poof of a tail in the air for balance.

"You want me to dump it on you?" Gavin asked, holding the water bottle up.

Dumping was for needy girls and bad alcohol, not sticky faces and drunk bunnies. John wished he could sigh, settling for sitting down and attempting to take a nap on the snack table.

If he closed his eyes, maybe he'd wake up human and sober.

Gavin flicked a few more drops of water at the cranky bunny before standing up and frowning.

"Have a good nap, Vernon."

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