Third floor hallway, then 317 [Sunday morning]

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Manly, the World's Most Awesome Stud (did you wake up with two hot chicks yesterday? Did you? No. He didn't think you had.), strutted down the hallway shirtless.

Not because he couldn't find his shirt, mind (although he couldn't), but because you should be so lucky to see his awesome body. Because it was awesome

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Artoo, who had been more than a little concerned about Z's behavior last night, had become incredibly worried when Luke hadn't showed up at all two nights in a row.

He'd been patrolling the halls looking for him and let out an ecstatic squeal when he spotted Luke.

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Manly jumped about a foot in the air. "What the hell are you?" he squealed, backing away slowly.

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Oh, hell no. Artoo let out a series of electronic beeps and whistles warning Luke of the terrible, terrible things that would happen to him if he'd decided Artoo was a tiger again.

He pulled out his taser to make the message absolutely clear.

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Manly froze. "Okay, crazy little trashcan," he said in what he hoped was a soothing way, "I'm just going to turn around and let you have this whole hallway. Enjoy!"