Welcome to Round 12 of the Inception Kink Meme.
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Eames grins again. “No problem. Hope to see you soon...” he trails off, and it takes Arthur a second to realise he’s waiting for a name.
“Arthur,” he says quickly. “My name is Arthur.”
“Arthur,” Eames says, and it sounds like he’s trying to taste the word, r sounds rolling on his tongue. “Bye for now. And thanks for the directions.”
He stuffs his hands in his pockets and walks away toward the coffee shop. Arthur watches him go, and while it’s not quite the same as when it’s in spandex, Eames’s ass in jeans is still a thing to behold.
Arthur shakes his head, looking down at the card to prove to himself that just happened.
“Oh my god ( ... )
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OMG, this is going to be brilliant!
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Arthur obediently hands her the card from under his keyboard, and she bounces on the edge of his bed. “Holy shit Arthur, you weren’t fucking around.”
“He replied to my email last night, too,” he says, and Ari blinks at him.
“You just got personally invited to go to Eames’ new school. How are you not bouncing off the walls right now ( ... )
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Hope school’s going well. Things are coming together pretty quickly with the studio; it’ll be a couple of weeks yet before it opens but there’s going to be an exhibition on the 10th at 11am if you want to come along and watch. You can pick up some paperwork too, if you’re still keen.
Cheers,
EA perfectly acceptable letter opening like ‘dear’ shouldn’t make his stomach do triple saltos, but it does anyway. As badly as he just wants to reply with an unequivocal yes, Arthur takes the few seconds to check his school diary. The tenth is a Saturday in a week and a half, so he writes the time in before picking up his netbook again and sending an email he hopes sounds sufficiently nonchalant but still interested ( ... )
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Arthur only half listens to the stuff about the new school; it’s nothing he hasn’t looked up on the internet already. But he perks up when a few of the reporters ask questions.
“You turn thirty this year, and a lot of people are saying that this school is proof that you plan to retire from competition at the end of the season. Is there any truth to that?”
“There’s a little bit of truth to everything. How much truth is the question,” Eames says evasively, looking to the sidelines and giving a ( ... )
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