Room 429, Monday Night

[once_a_traitor]

Edmund had the room to himself this evening and decided to sprawl on his bed and read a book. The problem was that it wasn't a terribly interesting book, but he was determined to sit and read something for fun, whether he was actually having fun or not, so he kept reading. Occasionally, he would hear something outside and glance up at the open

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[wannabehunter]

Jo totally hadn't been avoiding Edmund over the past few weeks, just focusing on finals, yes.

But attempting to bite someone really was something that you needed to apologise for, so there she was hovering around the doorway. "Hey."

[once_a_traitor]

Edmund glanced up and the book was promptly forgotten. He hadn't been avoiding her either. He'd been busy was all, and not trying to avoid talking about Alan of Narnia showing up or his conversation with Rose at the Prom or anything of the sort.

"You're not going to punch me again, are you?"

[wannabehunter]

Jo might have winced a little. "Are you going to call me stupid again? Because otherwise, no."

[once_a_traitor]

He sat up properly. "I wasn't a terribly nice person when I was seven. Not over the weekend and not the first time. I hope you won't hold it against me."