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fandomhighdorms2006-02-14 09:42 pm
Dorm Roof, Tuesday Night
Edward is sitting out on the roof, a cup of coffee close at hand and a notebook on his lap. The notebook is closed, and the pen is still tucked in the spiral. The sky's far more interesting than his notebook anyway.

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"Now, what the hell are you doing up here all by yourself on such a wonderful evening?" Sakura calls, hands on her hips as she walks. She passes a grin over her shoulder to Alphonse. 'Bingo!' She mouths.
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He began to munch on his chocolate too. "I'm ..." Stall, stall, think brain ... "I'm looking at the stars." The truth, actually. Even if it isn't all of it.
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"Give me that back!" He made a futile grab for the notebook.
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Sakura scooted to the side just out of reach, then stood up quickly. She had this sort of mischevious grin on her face that wasn't quite normal for her behavior. "Ah-hah!" She said, holding the notebook above her head to ensure that he would have a hard time retrieving it. "If it's just notes, then why's it a problem?"
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The mood fell as quickly as it started when Sakura finally returned Edward's notebook. Their whispers were barely audible, but not enough to hear exactly what they were saying. "Hey," he called softly. "Are you two okay?"
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