Jaime Sommers woke up, rolled over and stretched her arms and legs. True, she didn't need to stretch three of those appendages but old habits die hard. She smiled at the warm body next to her and leaned over to give him a kiss only to bionically jump back in shock.
After classes Jamie headed back to his room only to be pounced on at the door by the summons/weasel Temari had kind of given him back in December
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Sleeping in a little late today, Jamie was now up and chowing down on a large bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios as the small weasel/summons that Temari had given him was dancing around begging for treats
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Jamie was coming back to his room expecting to see Temari and finding... No Temari. Funny. He thought they were supposed to get together this afternoon. Did he muck it up somehow?
Jamie was keeping himself busy by bouncing a red rubber ball off the wall and catching it over and over again. And while he didn't think of himself as a Steve McQueen in that one WWII movie, it certainly reminded him of it
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