older jamie bc reasons.

[undergrad]

Hey, cut it out. There's nothing embarrassing about studying fables. I'm going to be a curator — or a writer, maybe both! One day, that is. The first chapter would have to be on ... [ hmmm what a hard choice!! ] Bigfoot, obviously.

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[undergrad]

You apparently think I don't have eyes, too.

[ a hand pats him on the shoulder. ]

Lighten up.

[snowymischief]

[He is just really new to all this stuff, okay.] I think that's going to be really hard at this point. [And no, his face is not coming out of that hood.]

[undergrad]

Let's practice, then!

[snowymischief]

What did you have in mind? [brain = overloaded.]

[undergrad]

Okay, alright! So.

[ eyes crinkling with a terminally amused smile, he twists around to face jack where they're sitting. ]

You're going to have to use your imagination for this. I'm a really hot girl with like, hair that smells of flowers or something, and I just walked into the room. What do you do?

[snowymischief]

[Worst. Best friend. Ever.] I throw a snowball at your face, and fly out of there.

[undergrad]

I'm not making fun of you, I promise. I want to help.

[snowymischief]

[Hngh.... you make his life hard.] Okay. Uh. [...] She can see me, right?

[undergrad]

Definitely. And she's got these little freckles that you almost don't notice, except for when she smiles your way and it's like the whole room lights up all around her.

[ ... 8|a ]

So, yeah, she's looking right at you.

[snowymischief]

[Wow, Jack is bad at this.] I walk over and say hi?

[undergrad]

Great!

[ and because jamie is ridiculous, he clears his throat and sits up to give his rendition of what Miss Mystery says. ]

'Hi! Nice staff.' That's her reply.

[snowymischief]

[Okay, okay, he can do this. Even if it's a little awkward because Jamie.] Thanks. I use it for a few tricks, like this. [Waving it over a bench, he creates a nice, fresh layer of ice over it. That's actually mostly just to calm himself down a little.]

[undergrad]

[ it's easy to tell when jamie is playing the part of the girl because his voice heightens ever so slightly. the icing of the bench draws out a real, fond smile that only supports his tone. ]

'Wow, I've never seen anyone do that before. Winter's my favorite season, too! What's your name?'

[snowymischief]

[Jack grins to Jamie in a sort of knowing way. Really, Jamie?] I'm Jack Frost, the spirit of winter.

[undergrad]

[ WHAT, she's supposed to be perfect! ahem. needs a second to compose himself under that look. ]

'Are all the seasonal spirits as cute as you?'

[snowymischief]

[Okay, so he's getting a pile of snow in his bed tomorrow. He awkwardly runs a hand through his hair, ahahaha.] I dunno, I've never met the other spirits. I've just met the Sandman, Santa, the Tooth Fairy, and the Easter Bunny. And the Man in the Moon talked to me once.

[undergrad]

'So, what's a popular guy like you doing talking to me?'

[ GO ON, GO ON say his eyes. you're losing her, jackie, mayday mayday. ]

[snowymischief]

[Shit shit shit shit, think of something, Frost, and fast.] You seemed to... stand out from everyone else. I mean that in a good way. [Uh, what did Jamie say...] Like the room lit up around you. [Did he succeed?]

[undergrad]

[ oh. he was expecting a lot of flailing and shouting. he isn't prepared for this, is he creating a monster or what. ]

'Thank you.' [ uhhhhhh, right. ] 'That's very sweet of you to say so.'

[ subtle thumbs up. ]

[snowymischief]

[Yes, he's got this, he can do this.] Don't mention it. Everyone deserves to have something nice said about them, right?

[undergrad]

[ jack, you were doing so well. ]

'Oh, yes ...'

[ OHHH NOOO there this mystery lady goes, sighing and looking away. ]

[snowymischief]

[dgdglknk wtf UGH, WHY. Now he's just questioning his life choices, like why is he seriously doing this. Screw this shit, he floats slowly to get in her... his gaze.] Hey, don't look so down. Smiles fit you better. [Look, he's even bringing out some snowflakes!]

[undergrad]

[ oh, jesus, whatdifgkj. that's one wide-eyed jamie questioning his own life choices as he looks up from the snowflakes to stare into seemingly huge pools of blue. ]

Thanks, Jack.

[ ... imagine that was in the dumb girly voice. he will. kind of got a sore throat for a minute there. ]

[snowymischief]

[He smiles softly at Jamie, blowing one last snowflake at Jamie, to give him a bit of a pick-me-up.] No problem.

[undergrad]

[ CLEARING HIS THROAT and catching that snowflake. talk about surprise blushes sneaking up on a guy. ]

That was great! You, uh. You'd get her number or — [ things. WHATEVER, do what you want all the time he doesn't mind. ] — address? That would work better for you.

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