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Library, Sunday

Lee had another moment of gratefulness that the power was back when he arrived into work. He really hadn't wanted to sit in a cold library, surrounded by cold books for an entire day. It might have driven him insane. So, instead, he was enjoying the heat by actually taking a leisurely walk around the library. He was too restless to sit behind the desk and too unmotivated to do actual work so a walk won out.

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Lee's around, walking through the aisles slowly.

Toby wandered in and plopped himself on top of the desk, calling out to his friend who he knew was there somewhere.

"Lee! I am so glad you're here and there's power and the indoors are warm again. I swear it took three days for my room to get back up to a temp where I could sit around shirtless." He was not however, shirtless now. He wore a light blue sweater, scarf, and gloves with his jeans due to the chilly walk over.

As soon as he heard Toby's voice, Lee headed back towards the desk, already laughing at the beginning of Toby's spiel.

"What did you do while the power was out?" Lee asked when he'd reappeared.

Toby made a face of horror. "Oh, I totally wore every piece of clothing I own, which really isn't a lot, and like, stayed in bed with a bunch of those heat packets all day." He lowered his voice. "I even like, wore a hat."

"The horror!" Lee said, laughing. "I was wondering why I didn't see you at all. I thought maybe you'd fled the island."

"Dude, did you not see the snow? I don't have boots, there was no way out!"

"I saw the snow, I was out in it," Lee said and laughed. "Did you go to class?"

"I know I went to one...wait, what classes am I taking?" Toby couldn't recall. It hadn't been long enough for them to make it into his memory.

"The snow killed your brain," Lee decided.

Toby grinned, "It froze it and I got amnesia! That would be such a good excuse for missing class."

"Hopefully you have teachers that'll believe that," Lee said and laughed. "And not like Professor Skywalker."

"Don't make me sad, dude. I so miss his class," Toby frowned. Honestly, he missed having an excuse to talk to the hot prof.

"You do?" Lee almost sounded surprised. "Tough class. You could have taken it again."

"Now you tell me," Toby scoffed. "So what have you been up to, Mister Adama?"

"Freezing my ass off, getting phone calls for people that aren't me," Lee said. "Freezing my ass off some more."

Toby frowned, "Oh my god, that's right! You never called me back, jerk."

"The only phone call I got from you was one calling me an asshole!" Lee told him.

"What?" Toby had so missed out on Monday somehow. Probably an emocoma from all of Sunday's tears. "I called you like, five times. I was trying to call Kevin and was like, electrocuted and then Worf was all calling me and reminding me how hot he was and that I couldn't have him and then you called me all hateful." Oh the tears were pooling.

"No, no, don't cry, that wasn't meant for you," Lee said quickly. "I think all the phone calls were frakked up. You sent me one that called me an asshole but you didn't mean that, right?"

"Never!" Well, unless he got pissed. "That was so for Worf! I am like, never trying to sleep with a student again."

"And I can't even remember who the message you got was for," Lee said. "I got a lot of frakked up messages."

"Wow, man," Toby tried to wrap his brain around this. "But we're cool, right?"

And Lee's back to walking, taking a longer route around the perimeter of the library now.

What would Brian Boitano do?

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