Room 405, Tuesday Evening

[fly_so_serious]

After his Wild Cookie Adventure, Joker headed back to his room to get some studying in. Not that he really needed to; just that he felt like he ought to be spending some time studying. Before he started, though, he picked up the picture frame on his desk. He'd sent his dad a tie for Father's Day, and his dad had emailed back a holo of himself

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[nobloodymessiah]

Eleanor was halfway through knocking on Joker's door before she realized what a bad idea this was. Or at least how it was going to sound, which wasn't exactly how she meant it. Or at least she meant it but not so much as he would think she meant it. Maybe she ought to leave and come back?

He would probably answer the door before she could actually leave. Probably.

[fly_so_serious]

Probably.

"Well, helloooooo, sexy! How's it going?"

[nobloodymessiah]

"Hi," Eleanor said, all in a rush. She'd missed him. Okay, she'd just seen him in class, today, but she'd missed -- well.

Diving forward and kissing him, which was what she was doing right now. Forgive her, okay? It had been a few weeks since they'd had more than a few chaste stolen kisses while Ursa frolicked in the snow.

[fly_so_serious]

Joker struggled to keep his balance, and then leaned into the kiss. Oh, he'd missed this. It had been forever since they'd been able to really just let loose and suck face, because of... oh.

He pulled back -- although he kept stealing little kisses while he did -- so that he could catch his breath and ask. "Who's..." (kiss) "looking after..." (kiss) "Elsa?"