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Okay, so I've been studying for all my exams for days now... I should be okay. This is just a break, anyway, then I'm going back to work. I don't think I'll need it, but I'm going to do that map assignment for Miss Pevensie anyway... I don't get that whole senioritis thing - grades are more important now than ever. How can anyone not be panicking?

Ohhhh god... I have to work on my application for the University, too. I keep rewriting my essay over and over, and changing it. It's definitely not good enough yet. I have to finish it already, though, or I won't make the deadline and then I won't get in and go to college and then I'm just... screwed.

Is anyone else studying tonight? Company's always better, isn't it?

Oh, and if anyone wants any tutoring before the exams, I can help with most subjects. I won't ask for anything in return or anything like that, I just like helping.

[ooc: Jimmy is an overachieving senior at Cutlers~]

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[Oh he was cute! Morgana was quite enchanted with him. She teasingly applauded.]

I'm impressed. But the question is -- can you finish the job?

[She dramatically gestured to the microwave.]

[He raised an eyebrow at the popcorn, eying it, quite over-dramatically dubious.]

I don't know. It'll be difficult... but I'll try.

[He lifted the popcorn by a corner and dramatically carried it to the microwave, where he dropped it in, slammed the door and hit a few buttons. He then posed dramatically, an eyebrow raised.]

Popcorn tamed, milady.

[ooc: Uhhhhhhh just a little yeah. *poof*! He's a middle-aged oncologist now. ~~Still adorable.~~ XD]

[Morgana leaned against the counter, more or less unconsciously posing.]

Don't speak too quickly, sir. The popcorn may burn and conquer us still.

[James wasn't quite checking her out - that would be rude, and not his style. That, of course, wasn't to say that he didn't have his most charming smile on as he waited for the microwave.]

Well, try though it may, I assure you that I would never allow it to succeed.

[ooc: l...ol. Aaaaand Wilson: Ohmygodshe'sHOWOLD. I mean, I was cursed to be that young, too, but- but- I'm not really, and now I'm my age and she's still her age, and... *spazz*]

[Morgana gave him a coy look.]

I have the utmost faith in your abilities.

[He grinned widely in response.]

I shall ensure that your faith is not misplaced, then.

[And spun on the microwave as it beeped, removing the popcorn.]

[ooc: Haaah. Well, that's def. age appropriate.]

[Morgana leaned close and sniffed the bag.]

Doesn't smell burnt. You are victorious!

[Oh god there was a pretty girl close to him. But he stayed cool. Really. Externally, anyway - though he might seem just slightly more tense.]

Well, I'm certain my victory is owed, in part, to your faith.

[ooc: Ahaha~ he swears he only means to be friendly to everyone. ~~Of course, that's the best way to get girls.~~ XD]

[She had an effect on him; she knew it. Just that little bit of power pleased her.]

It was your skill entirely.

[She got two cans of Coke from the fridge and led him to the living room. Putting the cans on the table, she popped in the dvd.]

[That was just a slight understatement. He took a moment to find a bowl, which he did rather quickly, and empty the popcorn into it. He then followed after her, sitting down as he held the bowl in a hand, offering her first crack at the popcorn.]

The spoils of our hard-earned victory.

[ooc: Haaaah. He (grown-up him, anyway) doesn't even try, but... he doesn't have to. sigh. Even I'm kind of in love with him. XD T_T]

[Morgana took a handful and nibbled delicately as the movie started up.]

Absolutely divine. You are a master popcorn popper.

[He grinned.]

Well, I'm thrilled you approve.

[And, settled in with his own handful of popcorn as the movie started. He'd be fine if he focused on the movie. Probably. Even if she was a really pretty girl that was right next to him.]

[ooc: And I am afraid that I must crash now. T_T]

[Morgana squirmed and settled onto the couch, her arm brushing against his accidentally on purpose. She'd be good. Maybe. He was cute. But it was a good movie, and she should really let him pay attention to it.]

[Trying to hide his interest now was pointless. He tensed again as she brushed against him, and his eyes were quite forcibly glued to the screen. Not that he didn't want to pay attention to Morgana instead, but well, he was certainly not that forward. After all, they'd only just met, and he really was the gentlemanly type... even if he was cursing himself just a little for it.]

[She had him. Morgana smirked, feeling quite pleased with herself. See, Arthur? Men did take an interest in her. Even sweet, intelligent, nice ones like James.

Morgana didn't push it -- they had just met, and for all her flirty talk, she had never really gotten very far with a man. She contented herself with watching the movie and munching on popcorn, and occasionally stealing glances at the cutie next to her.]

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