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Thomas G. Bradley ([info]knightish) wrote in [info]riddikulus,
"Oh she'll probably inflict more damage to you if you continue to eat like that." Thomas lightly snickered, placing his fingers over his mouth as his attempt to stop himself from laughing out loud. He could still almost see Jack's lips moving in his periphery though, of course, he couldn't look up to look at him. The boy's comment on sucking sugar quills didn't help matter either. Thomas mentally noted that he should probably stop reading those trashy dirty novels his sister sends him. "Love is good. Period. And if you forget me in class I'd be pretty pissed at you, Sloper." he said, then reaching out to toss a candy rock at Jack again, though missing his face this time, hitting his neck and having the candy rock disappear inside his shirt. "SCORE." Thomas said suddenly raising one arm in triumph before stopping and closing his eyes, almost as if he was expecting the librarian to suddenly toss a book at his head for this slip-up. thankfully he only received a fierce 'SHHH, MR THOMAS. and nothing else...

Thomas then leaned his elbows on the table, having the decency to blushat his outburst. Just then, Jack's words caught his attention. "Oh I'm not going to fall. Trust me. But if I did, I find it comforting that you've offered to carry me Princess style to my dorms. And what's wrogn with a skirt, really?" he teased. "AND I'm SLIM. Not skinny. And I'm pretty solid too for a person my size. You could try to take me anytime but- Hey OW!" He jumped, fixing his accusing gaze at the other when Jack poked at his side. a naughty smirk crawled up his features at the other's next comments. "I'm pretty flexible, love. I wont tell you what exxacty I can do, but I'm telling you I am..." His gaze then lingered from him to his work, fixing his notes.

"Oh. Please bug me." Thomas said, nudging the other's foot again. "And I'm serious, too. I know this might sound weird but I can't work without something else happening." he laughed then. "Like when I talk to someone, I'll suddenly start to doodle; and I need music so I can study and still pay attention to every detail. I don't know why, but that works for me..."


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