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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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Walking up five flights of stairs with a leg that you couldn't bear weight on was not fun. There were about a thousand activity Flick would have put before walking up stairs. They included: hunting angry bears, skydiving into a volcano and eating a live goldfish.

Going back to his room was just too far for right now so Flick took a detour into the common room and lowered himself onto one of the cushy couches. He propped his leg up and rested his useless arm against his chest. He kind of wished he could remember what Mr. Wilson had done to him because the guy knew how to fight and what areas to go after to make a man useless. The information would definitely be useful for future fights.

His birthday had been three days ago and between Italy and Mandel, he'd forgotten until just now. He was eighteen now, officially an adult and that meant jack to him right now. He was still stuck on an island that he didn't want to be one, still nursing annoying injuries and still tasked with instructions to sell out everyone he'd ever met.

"Happy birthday to me," Flick mumbled, reaching for the remote to turn on the television. Maybe he'd find something decent to watch until he felt strong enough to get up and either go to his room or elsewhere. That'd be a great birthday present.

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Jude hadn't visited last night. And waking up with that knowledge left Flick shaken and worried that his brother wasn't going to be able to find him in this new place. It wasn't like he'd had a chance to tell his dead brother that he hallucinated that he was leaving Mandel Academy. But, his brother had found him in different places before so he was going to give it a few days and hope for the best.

Other than that, his first night hadn't been awful. He'd slept off and on and woken up tired and hungry and still in the same clothes he'd worn yesterday. He was really going to have to do something about that quick. Getting a job would be the honest way to go about it but Flick wasn't honest and he didn't want to wait. Later on, after he found food, he'd go out, find a sucker or two and lift a fancy phone, a wallet or, if he was lucky, a laptop or two. Anything like that would suit him for awhile.

He'd found some fruit in the common room and yeah, it wasn't his, but he was going to take it anyway. He could pay the person back once he got himself a little more settled. Flick took a seat on one of the couches and ate the apple silently. He left the television off. Probably should have turned it on because now he was just going to think and he didn't want to do that.

So, he reached for the remote and turned it on. Mindless distraction time.

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