Study Hall -- Thursday, November 10th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

At the front desk, Sarah is teaching the puppies to attack a tiny toy robot. Most of them are gnawing cutely at it.

Due to the fond looks everybody has been casting at the corner of the room, she's brought the pool table back.

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[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"Nothing like it in my neck of the woods."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus held up his cue stick with a suggestive look. "Could teach you."

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"Might like that. Even if it's not a contact sport." She winked.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus held one hand out to welcome her over. "It can be if you play it right."

[ooc: in the home stretch of work, fwiw, so if I suddenly vanish that's why]

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"You always play it right." She smiled, almost fondly, and came to stand beside him.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"C'mere," he said, drawing her into his arms. He did the classic guy move of standing behind her so he could guide her hands onto the pool cue while pressing into her from behind - only if she was amenable to it, of course. "I'll show you proper form."

[ooc: Better, just rushed. So much to do today!]

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"I fear Bel may end up suggesting we need a room again," she murmurred appreciatively for his ears only, while subtly pressing back against him to show she'd no objections. "Please do."