Office Hours | Tuesday | February 8

[whitedeathpod]

John wasn't at his desk today. Instead, John was sitting on the floor in front of his desk, playing action figures with his son. Talyn just wanted to have all his guys beat up John's guys and then he wanted John's guys to come back to life so he could do it again

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[auroryborealis]

Rory had been taking Juliet to visit a different member of the faculty, but when she heard the sound of little-boy-playtime, she had to stop, peeking in with her daughter. "Look who it is," she said, grinning as she leaned in the doorway.

[whitedeathpod]

At the sound of voices in the door, Talyn whirled around, an action figure in each hand. He grinned widely and waved both figures in the air.

"I'm winnin!" And he was damn proud of that.

John waved over Talyn's head in case his son decided to detail the ways he'd been winning.

[auroryborealis]

"Play play play!" Juliet cried, struggling in Rory's arms until she let her go, and Juliet toddled over to Talyn. "Dolls?"

Rory, in turn, waved back, since clearly Juliet's need to play was way more important than anything she had to say.

[whitedeathpod]

"No, soljers," Talyn said, forming the word very carefully. And then he reached behind him, grabbed one of John's guys out of his hand and thrust it towards Juliet. "Here!"

"She's gotten big," John said idly, smiling. "I feel so freaking old right now, you don't even know."

Seriously, his kid was having playtime with his friend's kid. He was old.