Office Hours, Thursday, 7/25

[bitten_notshy]

Jack wasn't in his office much.

Or, really, ever.

But he had to teach tomorrow, and between being a terrier puppy and being a werewolf, he had a lot to catch up on if he wanted his class to be halfway useful. He busied himself at his computer, typing up his thoughts on how to interview witnesses without seeming like you were doing it.

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[filleauloup]

It was still something that surprised her when she thought about it, but Jack had become enough of a friend that Éponine considered him someone to go to when she didn't feel like being alone with her thoughts.

"Well, hello there, monsieur," she said from the doorway with a tired half-smile. "Fancy that, I've never seen you in these surroundings before."

[bitten_notshy]

"It's supposedly been mine since January," Jack said, with a small crooked grin. "I don't make much use of it. And I could say the same to you."

[filleauloup]

"That's silly of you, having a perfectly good room like this to use and letting it gather dust," Éponine informed him as she wandered inside; she hadn't actually assessed the office's state of dustiness. "But why ever did you decide to use it today?"

[bitten_notshy]

"Because I was a terrier last week and then it was the full moon," Jack said. "And I have to teach tomorrow, and honestly I'm sick of the sight of the walls of my house."

The office wasn't that dusty; Jack may not have used it often, but the janitorial staff stopped by regularly nonetheless.