2nd Floor Common Room | Tuesday Evening

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Jim had brushed today's class off about ten minutes after he'd left the classroom. It was ten questions, pointless in the grand scheme of things, and Jim wasn't going to let ten questions put him inside some kind of box.

Tomorrow, he'd planned on finally getting out and seeing what this little island had to offer. Maybe he'd hit up that bar Cade had mentioned to see what was the what there. Tonight, he was staying in and spending some time in the common room.

Feet up and head pillowed by the cushions, he'd already fallen into a habit of flipping through channels to find something interesting. Television during this time period was all kinda...lacking.

Eventually, Jim stopped on some movie when an explosion caught his eye and switched his attention to the apple he'd taken from the fridge. After taking his first bite, Jim decided the apple was much more entertaining than the movie.

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"There are other things to do in the world besides watch television," Jim told her. "You know, just in case you missed that on. Like...shopping."

He gestured towards those interesting shoes of hers.

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"Well, having a life is always preferable to watching one. Especially if it includes shopping." Kenzi gave her shoes a fond look. "But still, when you want to turn your mind off..."

You might be proving his point there, Kenzi.

"So what do you do for fun, if not TV? I'm not seeing any awesome shoes on you."

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"Depends on the day, depends on the time, depends on the weather," Jim answered, shrugging. "I don't do the same thing two days in a row, if I can help it. Like to do a little of this and a little of that."

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"Cool," Kenzi approved, smiling. "That's why I've got two and a half jobs. Well, that and shoe money." She tilted her head. "Kenzi."

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"Jim," he returned, nodding. "How does one have a half a job? Does that mean you do it half assed or something?"

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"Ha! No." Kenzi stuck out her tongue, but looked more amused than annoyed. "I do stuff at the theater, backstage. Lights and props and drums. But that's not an always-thing, Jonothon doesn't run plays all the time. Sometimes it's just open for music or jam sessions." She sat up, reaching for her drink. "It's a tiny town. You gotta hustle to make a buck."

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"To buy expensive shoes," Jim said, filling in those blanks. He glanced down at his own feet and then shook his head. "Guess I won't need to hustle for money since I don't need shoes like that."

Thank goodness.

"And in your spare time, you scavenge for remote controls? How sad that must be."

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"Scavenging is an overlooked art form," Kenzi informed him. "You can find things if you scavenge! Buried treasure! ... okay, that was just the once, and it was actually a cargo container-- but still!" She pointed at him. "Don't mock the shoes. These shoes make me tall enough to have authority."

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"Shoes don't give authority," Jim said, shaking his head. "They might help but it's all about your attitude. You might have the world's tallest, most gigantic shoe and still be meek."

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Kenzi pouted at him. "Leave me my dreams, Jim." She reached over to poke at him. "So, are you meek or authoritative?"

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Jim glanced down at her finger and then up at Kenzi, more amused than anything. "You can't tell?"

Authoritative all the way.

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Kenzi smirked. "I would say trouble, that's what I'd say."

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"Hey, those are your words, not mine."

But, she wasn't wrong.

"I think most people would beg me as...innocent."

Uh huh.

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"Suuuuuuuuuuuuure." Kenzi grinned at him. "And why is that? Are you just that charming?"