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fandomhighdorms2013-04-08 09:14 am
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Third Floor Common Room, Monday Morning
This year, Topher decided, temporarily being a parent was much easier than it had been last year.
Antonia was a teenager, and Buzz was... probably a little younger than that but still capable of hanging out on his own. Actually, Topher thought he should probably find that kid at some point to get his credit card back. In the meantime, though, they were both off doing other things, which meant Topher was in the common room with a chocolate milkshake, enjoying some peace and quiet until they inevitably came back.
Well, not quiet. He was still working on Laser Dragon Tetris, and the dragons made a lot of noise.
Antonia was a teenager, and Buzz was... probably a little younger than that but still capable of hanging out on his own. Actually, Topher thought he should probably find that kid at some point to get his credit card back. In the meantime, though, they were both off doing other things, which meant Topher was in the common room with a chocolate milkshake, enjoying some peace and quiet until they inevitably came back.
Well, not quiet. He was still working on Laser Dragon Tetris, and the dragons made a lot of noise.

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"What?" But -- it was practically time for the kids to leave! "Who are you?"
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"You realize you can't just tell me there's someone in the world who let me name you after Edgar Adrian and not tell me who it is, right?"
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"I've never heard that name before in my life," Topher admitted.
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Yeah, he should have brought his phone with him. He'd look her up later.
"Where have you been staying the past two nights, anyway? Isn't the point of finding your parents that you do it early enough to get a place to sleep?"
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"I found a building."
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"Is Bennett a hobo?" he had to ask. "Wait, are we all hobos?"
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"Could you put on the TV?" she asked after a moment. "I want to see the Discovery Channel."
Dad talked about it a lot. It sounded nice.