solo_sword | Room 313, Monday after 4th period

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Room 313, Monday after 4th period

After class, Jaina went back to her room to move in. She was an extremely light packer, so it took about two minutes to unpack, especially when she knew most of it would just end up going back upstairs. And she'd wonder about that for a second, because somehow she never really realized she did that.

And for as much as she'd never really had a permanent home in recent memory, she had to take a second to flop down on her bed, just because it was her bed, and she was used to it, and there were full walls and a door she could close and there was one roommate, not seven... Yes, she really had gotten spoiled here somehow.

[Open door, open post. Apparently I am just posting posting posting today.]

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"We'll see about that," she said, sitting up.

"You're not allowed to break my bike," he said, sliding off the bed.

Her jaw dropped in feigned shock. "I wouldn't ever!"

"Sure you wouldn't," he teased. "No pushing her too hard too fast." Yes, he was talking like Jaina didn't know how to drive her.

"Yes, sir. Ignore that I've driven these before," she grinned.

"Not mine," he said. "There are extra rules, you know." They might involve kissing the owner.

"Besides not pushing her too hard or fast? Wow, might be a lot to remember," she said, getting to her feet.

"Maybe you can't drive..."

"I do, however, have a very good memory," she said with a little smirk.

"Okay then. First, no getting pulled over by the men in white."

Jaina laughed. "I generally try to avoid them anyway. Second?"

"You have to drive with two hands. No tricks." He was just making shit up.

"That's sensible," she agreed. "I'm not a tricks person anyway."

"You also have to pull your hair back and wear a helmet." Never mind that John did not intend to wear safety equipment.

"I'm used to that. Do you have enough for both of us?" she asked.

"No, it's okay, I'm slated for death tomorrow," he reminded her. "Also, no crashing. No chewing gum. No flip flops. And you have to show your gratitude to the owner."

Jaina didn't even own flip flops. "Are there rules on how I should do that?" she wondered.

"Often." He was easy.

"Well, then to show you that I take that rule seriously..." she said, leaning up to kiss him lightly.

Happy to oblige, he leaned down to help her with that. "You should take it seriously every step of the way."

"I hope you don't mean that literally. We'll never get anywhere," she said, smiling up at him.

"We will once we're on the bike," he said, always happy to see her smile.

"Tell you what," she said. "You'll get more gratitude when we get to the bike."

"Then move your butt, we don't have all day," he grinned, reaching to give her a little love tap on the rear.

"You're getting paid back for that later," Jaina told him, heading for the door.

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