Second Floor Common Room, Friday Morning

[endsthegame]

It had been a thankfully calm and uneventful week for once. Ender knew better than to hope that would continue, though he wasn't so bound by superstition that he feared acknowledging it aloud. However, not exactly being the type to talk to himself, he didn't anyway-- instead he was doing so by moving into the common room without his laptop this time.

He was going to check out if the History Channel was showing something interesting instead.

Yes. Exciting.

He had a bowl full of cereal and a glass of milk, and he was going to spend this morning doing the closest thing to relaxing he ever did. Well. Second-closest. He'd already gone through his morning exercise schedule.

...

Nerd.

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[therewaslife]

"Of course," he agreed. "I think if we just monitored it to make sure it didn't get too hot, any melting would end up on the plate and it would be minimal. And we could always use our fingers to scoop up the melted chocolate."