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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[snowymischief]

Want a few more snowflakes? [He touches down on the ground, leaning against his staff.] I'm not sure I'd ever really have reason to, you know, do this stuff.

[Say what.] Pippa? You dated Pippa?

[undergrad]

Gimme all the snowflakes you've got.

[ he'll welcome their cooling effect. also asdfgklj. ]

Yeah, for a couple of years. I broke it off and we stayed friends.

[snowymischief]

Good luck trying to get them all. [With a few waves of his staff and such, snowflakes come floating down, drifting along the wind.] I'm not surprised you stayed friends. You two always seemed pretty close. How's she doing now?

[undergrad]

[ paying attention to the snowflakes, he pokes them where he can and wafts them toward his face, trying to snap them out of the air. it hardly ever works and he mostly gets a soggy button-nose. ]

She's studying across the country, we chat on our laptops sometimes. She seems happy with her new guy.

[snowymischief]

[Jack just watches with faint amusement as Jamie goes after the snowflakes. Yep, definitely still a kid at heart.] She's on the west coast? I'll have to drop by and say hi sometime.

[undergrad]

Seattle, I think.

[ blowing the last snowflake back toward jack!! go little dude! ]

[snowymischief]

[With an icy breathe from Jack, he blow it back over to Jamie.] Good, some place cold. I bet she'd be surprised to see me.

[undergrad]

[ there's no way he's going to burst any bubbles over pippa maybe having outgrown the kid's tales. jack deserves to be happy for as long as possible, especially where his first batch of believers are concerned.

blergh, there goes the snowflake sticking to jamie's cheek. ]

I'll bet. Hey, have you ever actually nipped a nose? What's up with that saying?

[ smooth. ]

[snowymischief]

[Jamie, you really need to stop this "half-truth" thing.] That came out of nowhere, but no, I haven't. It's just a little breeze of cold wind against your face. I can't really nip noses if everyone winds up going through me.

[undergrad]

... Oh. Hah, yeah.

[ smooth as sandpaper. ]

You're still up for sleeping over, right?

[snowymischief]

[That distracts him plenty.] Yeah! Any night you wanted me to come over specifically?

[undergrad]

Saturday night's going to be the best. If you come over around six or seven, I should have the place to myself by then.