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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ stretches when p.e. class is finally over, feeling a little bit like jelly, a little bit like a boulder & a little bit of weakling. shakes his arms a bit to free himself of that feeling, rubbing the back of his neck as he silently tells himself that though the class would only grow to be more strenuous as the semester goes on (especially during the stress-high weeks of exam prep), he'd still enjoy it, not regret it. etcetra. but at the moment, he stinks, even to himself. after spending a rude amount of time at the water fountain (drinking his fill, ignoring his surroundings as usual), he changes directions toward the lockers, intent on taking a quick shower, changing out of his gym clothes & perhaps heading home early for the day. ]

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ nods & hangs onto the card, not pocketing it in fear of forgetting it. ]

'Kay. Saturday, then. [ stops. ] . . . After work.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ blinks, looking up with some degree of interest. ]

Work?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Otherwise known as a source of income.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

I was inquiring about your occupation in this specific line of work.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ shrugs. ]

Wannabe florist. Helper. Punch-on-demand.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ hums a little in thought. ]

Suppose it won't be a problem. Varsity will give you little time to do any extracurricular activities, but this should look good on your official transcript if you make it.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head. ]

Void. Don't care about my transcript much.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

... why?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Came to terms with my place in the universe.

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[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

You should be more ambitious. You have talent, and you're not an imbecile. [ adjusts his bag a little, turning slightly away from anthony to take a step away. ] Indifference is not very becoming of a person who has potential.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ looks down at his pocket when he hears his cellphone go off. takes it out, glances at it, then flips it open to shut the alarm off. ]

I have others to interview now. [ pockets the phone and points to the card in anthony's hand. ] Be sure to call me if you have any questions.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

I have ambitions. No one believes them.

[ but does a lazy salute anyway. ] Goodbye, fair captain.

[yaysoccer.livejournal.com]

[ gives a short nod. ]

"Captain" is fine.

[ & then he turns and walks off and away, steering himself towards the next p.e. class he has plans to stalk watch. ]