fandomhigh | Monday Office Hour

She sits in her office, doodling with a smile on her face. She has her iPod on, earbuds in, and she's jamming out. Bouncing, dancing a bit, lip syncing, and at times singing along.

I, I'm driving black on black
Just got my license back
I got this feeling
in my veins this train is coming off the track
I'll ask polite if the devil
needs a ride
Because the angel on my right ain't hanging out with me
tonight
I'm driving past your house while you were sneaking out
I got the
car door opened up so you can jump in on the run
Your mom don't know that you
were missing
She'd be pissed if she could see the parts of you that I've been
kissing
Screamin'
No, we're never gonna quit
Ain't nothing wrong with it
Just acting like
we're animals
No, no matter where we go
'Cause everybody knows
We're
just a couple of animals

So come on baby, get in
Get in, just get
in
Check out the trouble we're in

You're beside me on the seat
Got
your hand between my knees
And you control how fast we go by just how hard
you wanna squeeze
It's hard to steer when you're breathing in my ear
But I
got both hands on the wheel while you got both hands on my gears
By now, no
doubt that we were heading south
I guess nobody ever taught her not to speak
with a full mouth
'Cause this was it, like flicking on a switch
It felt so
good I almost drove into the ditch
I'm
screamin'

So come on baby, get in
Get in, just
get in
Look at the trouble we're in

We were parked out by the
tracks
We're sitting in the back
And we just started getting busy
When
she whispered "what was that?"
The wind, I think 'cause no one else knows
where we are
And that was when she started screamin'
"That's my dad
outside the car!"
Oh please, the keys, they're not in the ignition
Must
have wound up on the floor while
we were switching our positions
I guess
they knew that she was missing
As I tried to tell her dad it was her mouth
that I was kissing
Screamin'

So come on baby,
get in
We're just a couple of animals
Get in, just get in
Ain't nothing
wrong with it
Check out the trouble we're in
Get in, just get in

[If you want her, you're going to have to startle her.]

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He steps inside the door, grinning mishievously and holding one arm out wide. A couple of books are tucked under the other. "I was wondering if you might notice something...missing here."

[She eyes him, up and down, and smiles] You look slightly less dashing than usual, Geoff. But I can't put my finger on why...[a half smile plays on her lips]

"Odd, isn't it? It's almost as if I'm walking around naked. Not completely like that, of course, as I do know what that feels like. But...almost." His expression is mock-serious, but there's barely-held-back laughter in his eyes.

And you look...cold. Geoff, are you cold? You should get yourself a coat. I won a marvelous coat playing poker the other night. I adore it. [She's on the edge of laughing and trying to hold it in.]

"A coat! You know, I believe that is exactly what I'm missing! I don't supposed you'd be interested in parting with the marvelous coat you say you won?" He leans back against the doorjamb, a grin warring with the look of innocence on his face.

[Walking to the back of the classroom, she opens a cupboard and pulls out his coat.] This old thing? Oh come on Geoff...you can't possibly want this old thing.

"Well, to someone without a coat, I think it would be rather appealing. You wouldn't happen to know anyone who might have lost his coat recently, would you?"

Just that poor sucker I took at poker the other night. I'm sure he's still coatless. I almost feel bad for him. If he asked really nicely, I might give it back. [She stares at his mouth.]

Walking over to where she's standing, Geoff looks at the coat over her shoulder. "It is a pretty fine looking coat. I'm sure the poor sucker who lost it would be more than happy to ask nicely for it." His voice lowers and he says softly into her ear, "Please?"

[She whispers back] What will you give me for it, Geoff? In this room we work with reciprocity...give and take.

"I'm afraid I haven't much left to give, my lady. Would you be willing to trade it for a kiss?"

A kiss from a poet such as yourself is worth more than I can afford. Are you sure you'll only take the coat in trade?

"The honor of being allowed to kiss you, my lady, is worth more than the coat itself."

My god, you have a gifted mouth. [She looks at him with a wicked grin] Take your coat Geoff...go woo somebody.

Grinning back, he leans down and places a kiss on her cheek, then shrugs the coat on. "Thank you, my lady. Off to find someone to woo."

Looking down at the books his hand, he says, "Hm. Maybe I did this backwards."

Backwards?

He holds up the books. "From the library."

Ah...I see. [She smiles, her eyes soft.] Geoff...are you ok? With everything?

"I...think I am. As long as it doesn't turn out that, you know, everyone else isn't okay." Geoff looks down at the floor, then back up at CJ. "Really, I think that was the least lucid sentence I've ever uttered in my life. Yes, I am okay." He smiles.

Good. Because I am...and I think everyone else is too. Do you have plans tonight?

"Tonight?" He shrugs. "Actually, I'd thought I should get some work done, seeing as how I've got a long-term commission now. And a class to prepare for tomorrow as well." He licks his lips, looking a bit hesitant. "Why do you ask?"

I've been kicked to the curb. [She smiles] Ten and Adam want some time alone. Looks like I get to entertain myself.

Geoff frowns, and leans against the edge of the desk. "I can change my plans, CJ. You don't have to go out alone."

It's ok, Geoff. I have more friends than you think. I made a new one yesterday even. I'll be fine. You go do...your whatever.

He takes a deep breath, worried that he's making a mistake, and looks into CJ's eyes, trying to see her thoughts. His voice is soft. "I'm sure you have lots of friends, CJ. But...I won't brush you off if you want some time from me."

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