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[adoresphineas]

Isabella wasn't usually one to freak out over grades or classes. She left that up to Baljeet during elementary and high school. She sat in the library, raking her fingers through her hair. This essay needed to just write itself. She never thought midterms would be this stressful

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[triangleshaped]

Midterms for Phineas were just about as stressful as any other part of his school year, which was to say "only moderately". He'd finished all his paperwork, and was only having to look forward to the exams. He always was ahead of the class' schedule, even back in high school.

But he was at the library to pick up something to read, when he caught a glimpse of Isabella. He raised a brow at her dressed-down appearance, and made a beeline towards her.

"Hey, Isabella," He whispered, going behind her to rub her shoulders. "Midterms are chewing you up. You look like you need to relax."

[adoresphineas]

Isabella tensed when she felt someone's hands on her shoulders, but immediately relaxed at Phineas' voice. That felt pretty good. She turned her head so her cheek was on the table instead. "Hey, Phineas," she murmured. "I'm just not used to writing so many essays..."

She closed her eyes and smiled slightly. "Whatcha doin?" she added, almost as an afterthought.

[triangleshaped]

"I'll help you with them, I know a great way of making essays that never fails to cut the stress and time in half." Phineas kept rubbing her shoulders, working out whatever kinks he could find in her shoulders. Her back felt to him like she was smuggling stones under her skin, and he tried to get those knots out with a firm, but gentle touch.

"Gettin' a book or two to read just for fun. And I have to admit, Isabella, you look good even when you aren't dressed up." He leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek with a small, pleased smile. "Want me to grab you some coffee or something?"

[adoresphineas]

"That would be nice... I'm taking so many classes that require them..." Isabella replied. She really liked this... And it was kind of nice that they could do this without that tension or anything they had before.

She opened one eye and smiled as he kissed her cheek. "Phineas," she giggled. "Thank you." She turned to sneak a peck on his lips. "No thank you... I'm awake enough... Just burned out."