5th floor common room ; wednesday afternoon

[flickofthewrist]

While Flick could deal with the cold weather, that didn't mean he wanted to be out in it, freezing his ass off for longer than necessary. And today, going out there wasn't necessary. He didn't have any classes to run to and he didn't have the motivation to slink into town to try and relieve some townspeople of their belongings.

All he really had the energy to do was wake up, put on some clothes and make his way down to the common room so he could scrounge some food and take advantage of their comfortable sofas. Doing this probably made him lazy but he didn't care. He figured he should take advantage of the downtime since it looked like he had to get back to New York sooner rather than later. It was almost Ranking Day and apparently, Mandel wanted Flick there to see the Dux title taken away.

Honestly, Flick didn't really care. He'd done it on purpose and he was at peace with it. He knew what was going to happen, he knew what he was and what he had to do so he didn't need the title. Joi could have it and be safe. The television was on but Flick wasn't paying that much attention to the soap opera he'd stopped on. His attention was on the news articles that he was scrolling through on his phone.

Time to see what the Mandel alumni (including his asshole father) were up to. See how they were wrecking lives and what the current Mandel students had to look forward to. Such a lovely world they were shaping.

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[seveninchmotto]

It was very polite, whatever else it was. Isabelle made another pleased little sound. She was easy like that. She also pressed her fingertips into his skin. A little bit of nail there, too.

Just something else to feel.

[flickofthewrist]

Just something else to feel and something he enjoyed. It was Flick's turn to make a sound of pleasure now. Since he couldn't really move closer without climbing on her, he just cradled her face with his hand since she'd seemed to like that earlier.

Still kissing her though, still pressed against her as much as he could be and still not pulling back or slowing down or anything like that.

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle still liked his face-cradling and kissing and how close he stayed to her. Actually she liked it enough to pull back a little.

That made sense, honest.

"We should take this elsewhere." There it was. "I'm not stripping in a common room."

[flickofthewrist]

It took Flick a second to respond because he had to clear his head and lick his lips, get himself back on track.

"Would you strip in my room?" he finally asked, smiling at her. "I live down the hall."

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle nodded. Smirking.

"I think I would, yes."

It was privacy. Privacy like that would do nicely.

[flickofthewrist]

"Good."

Flick finally pushed himself away from her so he could stand up. He went to snag one of her hands as he did since the positions didn't really lend well to her taking his arm.

"I'll provide the room, you can provide the stripping and I'll sit back and enjoy."

It probably wouldn't go that way but he was teasing anyhow while he tugged her up.

[seveninchmotto]

"That's not how it's going to go," Isabelle predictably told him as she pushed herself up with his help. "But don't worry, you'll find out how it'll really go soon enough."

[flickofthewrist]

"Promises, promises."

And he did hope they came true. He kept a hold of her hand and tugged her out of the common room with him.

Better places to be at the moment.