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fandomhighdorms2013-01-10 05:09 pm
suitably_heroic) wrote in fandomhighdorms2013-01-10 05:09 pm
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Fifth Floor Common Room, Thursday Afternoon
A new week, a new term, new classes... and an old card game.
So far, Atton didn't have much to complain about regarding his classes (except for all the things he did complain about) but he was pretty glad they were over for the week. After all, the school had flooded with a bunch of new students who, presumably, didn't know how to play pazaak so good (or at all). So now he was stretching out in the common room, watching something called The Real Hustle (or whatever) while playing a friendly game of cards against himself.
Good. Friendly. Accessible! He might even switch to poker if you asked real nice. He was a nice guy like that.
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So far, Atton didn't have much to complain about regarding his classes (except for all the things he did complain about) but he was pretty glad they were over for the week. After all, the school had flooded with a bunch of new students who, presumably, didn't know how to play pazaak so good (or at all). So now he was stretching out in the common room, watching something called The Real Hustle (or whatever) while playing a friendly game of cards against himself.
Good. Friendly. Accessible! He might even switch to poker if you asked real nice. He was a nice guy like that.
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Like she was going to stop now. It had been fun, if brief. "You go first now."