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pactfulfilled[It's rare for Asbel to be excited about history. The aging professor never does much to kindle his interest in past events or old-fashioned, outdated customs, but history class means one good thing, at least: Richard.]
[Last week saw the worst snowstorm in a decade and, sure, it started out fun. He and the little kids next door took turns sledding down the large hill behind the apartment complex on a trash can lid and worked together to build a pretty impressive snowman complete with scarf and carrot nose. But the evenings had grown boring (and cold), cooped up alone eating leftovers and hoping the snow would melt faster so he could see his friends at school. Even playing “Noble Blades: The Final Chapter” got dull after awhile.]
[So it's with more enthusiasm than usual that Asbel greets Richard this morning, plopping down in a seat next to him with a beaming smile before he’s even pulled his coat off.]
Hey, Richard! Long time no see.
[It's practically a joke considering the long string of texts Asbel sent him over the weekend about going stir crazy and worrying the landlord would kick him out for conducting fencing practice in the lounge.]
You, uh, free this afternoon?
[Yeah, he knows Richard is probably piled high with student council work, but it never hurts to ask.]
[Last week saw the worst snowstorm in a decade and, sure, it started out fun. He and the little kids next door took turns sledding down the large hill behind the apartment complex on a trash can lid and worked together to build a pretty impressive snowman complete with scarf and carrot nose. But the evenings had grown boring (and cold), cooped up alone eating leftovers and hoping the snow would melt faster so he could see his friends at school. Even playing “Noble Blades: The Final Chapter” got dull after awhile.]
[So it's with more enthusiasm than usual that Asbel greets Richard this morning, plopping down in a seat next to him with a beaming smile before he’s even pulled his coat off.]
Hey, Richard! Long time no see.
[It's practically a joke considering the long string of texts Asbel sent him over the weekend about going stir crazy and worrying the landlord would kick him out for conducting fencing practice in the lounge.]
You, uh, free this afternoon?
[Yeah, he knows Richard is probably piled high with student council work, but it never hurts to ask.]
