Everyone might have been getting ready for the fall semester, but it was definitely still summertime in Fandom. The temperature was high, the wind was low, and it was only going to get hotter once everyone arrived.
There were chairs and tables set out around the lawn, some in shady spots and some out in the sun, and there was a long table of
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The little bowl of bright pink sorbet was kind of ruining the whole badass hitter effect, though. Whatever. Watermelon sorbet was delicious.
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Your boyfriend was an asshole, Eliot. FYI.
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"I awed him with my cynicism."
It wasn't even a lie.
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"I bet," he said. "What were you talkin' about? Your views on the military industrial complex?"
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Because that definitely explained why they were talking about the moon.
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Now Hardison was almost disappointed he hadn't woken up early enough to tag along. Almost.
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It might've been a more interesting trip if they had.
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"What did the kids think?" he asked. "Or did you scare most of 'em off from talkin' to you with that scowl?"
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He did not have high hopes for this crop of new students.
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Because Hardison a) still clung to the idea that Fandom sometimes did things the way they'd be done in normal high schools, and b) was not prepared for the reality that was Frank Doyle.
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Basically, trying to confiscate anything would have been an immediate lost cause.
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He wasn't entirely sure how it worked, but looking into stuff for the home in Toronto had his child-protection instincts in overdrive.
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