In His Office, Wednesday Afternoon (not technically office hours)

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

[Although he's not technically holding office hours, Geoff is in his office today, working on materials for his next few classes. Which would probably be going better if he would stop staring out the window.]

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[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[His eyes darken and he smirks just a little as he stands up, face even with Geoff's.] Go ahead. Kick me to the curb. But know this, boy writer. You've turned down a damn fine chance.

[And he leans in and kisses Geoff, smoothly, slowly, as if he weren't under the influence of anything.
Then he turns, walks to the door, and opens it.] Have a good day.

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Wait just a minute, Ten! [Geoff comes out from behind the desk.]

Would you please get back in here and tell me what the hell is going on with you today? Are you fighting with CJ? Is there some...problem with something I've done or said? Are you ill...

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[He turns, snorts and makes a closing-mouth motion with one hand.] Geoff, mate, if you knew how completely wrong you are, the stars would fall from the heavens. So DO shut up before I'm forced to make you do so in a way that would be exceedingly pleasant.

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

[Ten's response surprises Geoff into silence. He stands silent, grimly studying the man, trying to figure what could have happened to bring about such an abrupt change in personality. He resolves to call CJ, just as soon as the Doctor is out the door.]

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Good. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have business to take care of. Good afternoon, Geoff.

[And he's down the hall.]