Practical Philosophy, Friday

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"Sorry I'm late," Ender said, as he walked onto the lawn with the sandwiches under his arm. "Sometimes kids don't let you run on a schedule."

He set the bag down and sat down next to it.

"I also didn't have time to prepare much," he said, "So let's keep this simple: tell me about your week."

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Like it's been a week.

Have A Sandwich, Drink

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It's what the spread is there for.

Talk.

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Tell him about your week. Or don't. It's up to you.

Talk to the Teacher

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Privately.

OOC

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Sorry, today is the first day in over a week I've felt remotely like a human, so obviously I forgot everything else.

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Astrid Magnussen

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Astrid had a sandwich she'd been picking at, a soda she'd been sipping on, and a shrug for the question.

"It was a week," she answered mildly. "Pretty quiet."

This was, after all, before she found out about Cheede Day.

"Except for Wednesday, but that was just..." Her smile went a little rueful. "One of those Fandom days."

Her smile then went to Nina if she was there. "Good birthday party on Saturday, too."

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"A Fandom day to be forgotten and a regular day to be remembered?" Ender offered.

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Clare

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"Well, Wednesday was decidedly odd," Clare said.