Thomas returned Jack's smile with a bright one of his own, when the other retrieved the paper he had gotten from the floor. "Well, meditating is going in a state of deep thought." He dropped his bag on the floor by his feet before straightening. "Never actually seen anyone do it, though I'd suspect it would have taken a lot more for them to snap back to reality than with just a simple greeting from me. Although, of course I can't exactly blame you. I am the best sort of distraction." he teased in a good-natured manner.
"I know! But I don't consider it a bad thing. Good conversation, excellent ice cream. I don't regret not studying at all to be honest." Tom leaned back comfortably on the seat, stretching his long legs under the table and crossing his arms in front of him, his eyes now wandering the table at the sorted materials. "Has anyone ever told you you're in dire need of skills in organizing?" he snickered. "Piling them up does not not make them 'organized'. I'm too distracted by all of these things to teach you properly. Let me help you with these." Reaching a hand out, he took a random bunch and started browsing. "So what are these? Notes for?"
Thomas' smile grew at the other's next words. "But those are the fun things! How can you possibly ignore them?"
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