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[mm_batty]

It's late afternoon going into early evening, and Bill is under the sink in Starla's bathroom, tinkering with the drainpipe. The pipe leaks a little bit, and in his continuing efforts to be useful and stay busy, Bill is fiddling

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[fit_to_survive]

As the last student files out of her office, Starla breathes a silent sigh of relief.

Finally.

Natalie's rapid-fire typing pauses and she looks over with a knowing grin.

"Beat it outta here while you've got the chance."

Starla's cheeks flush.

"It's just been a lil' hectic, with everybody gearin' up for this test, and -- "

"And you've got a certain someone to get back to."

Starla shoots Natalie a half-embarrassed, half-exasperated grin as she reaches for the phone and dials home.

"I see that smile," Natalie says teasingly. "And I think it's great, Starla -- I haven't seen you this happy ever. Besides -- "

Natalie's grinning as she lowers her voice.

"Bill's hot."

"Natalie -- "

Still smiling, the color in Starla's cheeks deepens as she waits for Bill to pick up.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

He's thinking about maybe getting something started for dinner when the phone goes off, making him jump. He knocks his head on the sink basin while crwaling out from underneath, and is rubbing his head while he goes to retrieve the phone.

When he sees the number on the caller ID he frowns a little.

She's going to be staying later.

"Hello?"

[fit_to_survive]

"Hey, babe, it's me."

She turns away from Natalie's waggling eyebrows and focuses on the photos of the Pacific on her desk.

"You havin' a good day?"

[wheelsy_sheriff]

"Hey."

The 'babe' makes him smile and he moves his hand from his head to the back of his neck, lucky that no one is here to tease him.

"Yeah, doin' alright."

He glances at the clock, and leans against the shelf the phone rests on.

"How 'bout you?"