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Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning
Peter prided himself in being able to adapt to any situation in a short span of time. By the end of this week, he was genuinely no longer thrown by their current location. Skeptical of half the stories that had been told him, yes, but a touch of healthy skepticism had never helped anyone.
He'd also noticed the importance everyone here seemed to put on their friendships with one another. Their little common room get-togethers. And, wel, it was obvious he was already a little behind, PR-wise, here. So what else could he do but move his ass to the common room in the morning and set out some cereal? Enough to make it look like a properly catered breakfast.
It took a little planning, sure. But if his brother had managed to make friends here - of course he had - then he'd just have to pretend to be just as loveable as Ender to get ahead.
So, cereal, a stack of plates, bread, stuff like that. And Peter with a bowl of cornflakes, watching the news.
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He'd also noticed the importance everyone here seemed to put on their friendships with one another. Their little common room get-togethers. And, wel, it was obvious he was already a little behind, PR-wise, here. So what else could he do but move his ass to the common room in the morning and set out some cereal? Enough to make it look like a properly catered breakfast.
It took a little planning, sure. But if his brother had managed to make friends here - of course he had - then he'd just have to pretend to be just as loveable as Ender to get ahead.
So, cereal, a stack of plates, bread, stuff like that. And Peter with a bowl of cornflakes, watching the news.
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He just wasn't used to dealing with people as smart as he was.
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"'s cool," he said. "And this future career your parents want you to prepare for is...?"
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"Hell no," he laughed. "They both say I'm too smart to mess around with computers. They seem to think I'd be a shining star in the auto sales industry." He rolled his eyes in contempt for this horrific idea.
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Come into Peter's parlour and hack for him, Topher.
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"That's what I keep saying!" Topher exclaimed. "They're completely crazy. Parents, man."
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21st century, Peter.
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