Room 222, Saturday Night

[bitten_notshy]

Jack had meant to take Emma on a nice, wholesome, head-clearing walk. Just co-TAs taking a break from the overcrowded common room; nothing more.

... strange how the path lead straight to his room, and how he was grateful to find it empty.

"Acceptable company?"

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[icecoldfrost]

Something about his tone caused Emma to straighten her posture, chin lifting slightly as she wrapped her usual cool exterior around herself like a blanket. Safe.

She had never dealt well with being dismissed by other people.

"I'll take that in the spirit in which it was meant," she said sweetly, anger flashing in her eyes. "I will see you in class, Mr. Priest."

With that, she turned around, hand reaching for the doorknob so she could leave. Part of her wanted to stay, make him understand that she hadn't done it on purpose, but she wasn't going to grovel when he had just thrown her vulnerability back in her face.

She would not make that mistake again.

[bitten_notshy]

Jack could have stopped her. He wouldn't. Instead, he ostentatiously took up his place on the bed and found his copy of Demosthenes. He wasn't reading so much as looking at the words, but his point was still made.

Stupid stupid stupid girls.

"Goodbye, Miss Frost."