Anakin walked into his room, limping slightly from his
adventures in ice skating, and sat down with a sigh.
He pulled his boots off, laid down on the bed and closed his eyes. He concentrated on removing some of the soreness in his muscles.
It wasn't going very well.
For his sake. Really.
She got up to the fourth floor, and hesitantly knocked on the door.
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He sat up.
"Door's open," he called.
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"I hope I didn't sound like as big an idiot as I felt leaving that message," he said quietly, blushing. "I started with a plan and then it just went all babbly and wrong on me."
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"Oh, Rory," he murmered. He stood up and walked over to where she was standing. He reached his hand out towards her uselessly, not knowing what to say.
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"That's beyond ridiculous," he spat. "The topic, the tone, the entire thing."
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"You talk to anyone about it? Anyone in charge, I mean?" His eyes went hard. "I could go have a chat with the teacher if you'd like."
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She smiled softly. "I somehow think that if you went to talk to her, you'd have to get in line."
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