Audrik stared down at the tumbler that sit on the desk before him. There was a small amount of scotch left in the bottom of the glass as he traced his finger across the rim. It seemed as though everyone at Painswick had begun feeling the warmth and happiness that Christmas time brings. This, however, was the time of year that Audrik dreaded. Each
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She was always contemplating a new approach to the coursework. Perhaps maybe a semester with no homework at all.
As she headed out, she passed by Audrik's office door. Thinking she hadn't talked to her friend in a while she decided to stop and say hello.
"Hello Audrik," she greeted, after coming inside and shutting the door behind her. She spotted the tumbler full of scotch and raised an eyebrow. "Bad day?"
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"I hate the holidays," he told her, grasping for the bottle without looking, only having missed once. His gaze lifted toward the bottle as he dumped another shot... or two, into his glass.
He stared at it.
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She crossed over to his desk, her hand sliding around the glass. She couldn't know if that was his second or his third or his fourth - but it looked like he had enough. She picked up the glass before looking back down to Audrik.
"Let's talk, yeah?" she asked, perching herself against his desk. She brought the glass to her lips before taking a small sip.
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His body tingled as he tapped his fingers against the arm of his chair. For a moment he brought up his guard completely before realizing she probably didn't know much legilimency, if any, and didn't have to worry about anyone else seeing his emotions, which at the moment were going haywire.
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