Second Floor Common Room, Early Saturday Morning

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Sam hadn't gone back to her room after leaving Parker's party. She'd taken a very long run around the island, and then swam some laps in the pool in an attempt to exhaust herself into sleep, but it didn't work. She couldn't focus enough to work on her swoop bike or the wormhole equations on her wall, and she didn't have any homework to do.

Which was how she'd ended up in the common room making many pots of coffee and setting out an assortment of pastries from J, GoB (along with a little sign that said No, I didn't make them! and a reference phone number for the bakery in case anyone wanted to call and check). She wasn't exactly feeling social, but that could always change. She started nibbling on a bear claw and flipped through channels on the television.


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Zero shrugged. "Eh, not really. Okay, there's the kidnappings an' the espionage an' the television specials and awards ceremonies, but other than that..." The thing was, to Zero, all of this was 'normal.'

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"Yeah, Air Force bases and pilots weren't nearly that interesting," Sam decided.

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"Ugh, military. No offense," she added quickly. "S'just not my thing."

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"My dad was an Air Force general," Sam said with a slight smile. "And it wasn't all bad, once you got used to the moving around."