Office #3; Saturday [09/26].

[somethingwithturquoise]

So it was only Saturday and already Summer's weekend was...not great! And while she was reluctant to even hold office hours right now with the whole idea of Hemorrhage and his apparent inability to be 'contained by four walls' and just stay the hell in his hotel room, this was kind of her job and her responsibility and so she pretty much had to at least be in her office today for any parents who might actually want to swing by. Maybe it might even be a nice distraction?

Ha.

Hahahaha. Okay.

And then there was the fact that her office was the office that it was, and as she sat there at the desk, and looked across at the mural with the Loth-cat that Sabine had done ages ago, she was just starkly reminded of whose office this used to be. Which was why she claimed it, of course, as a weird sort of way of preserving it and maybe still being close to him, but today, all she could do was look across the room, see that painting, and just ache. It would be just her luck. There was only one person (well, two people) in the entire multiverse she would have wanted to actually show up for a weekend like this, and that was impossible, and what she got was an absolutely dumpster fire instead, all because her grampa was a stupid, petty piece of shit.

It was almost enough to make her want to cry, and she even felt the tears starting to build up in her eyes a little, but she wasn't going to let that happen, especially not when anyone could just come into the office at any time, so she took in deep breath, tilted back her head, held it, forced it all way, way, way back down, and breathed out again.

Turned her attention to her laptop. Took care of an email from that Ignis guy. Started writing up lesson plans to make it look like she actually wrote lesson plans and didn't just wing everything. Focused on just that for the moment, something tangible and small and under her control, and hoping that Hemorrhage was discovering that he liked bathing in champagne just as much as he liked bathing in blood.

Seriously, wtf, how did he get the champagne room??

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[hashtag_chocobro]

Prompto was honestly a little sad that Nina's schedule was so sparse this semester, meaning he only really had two of these teacher visits to drag Noctis on, but he had to admit, when he found out which office Summer was in, he couldn't help be a little excited...and apprehensive, because that was kind of sacred ground they were talking about here, and he was a little worried to see what had become of it.

So when he knocked on the open door and stuck his head in, he almost couldn't believe it when he saw that it was almost exactly the way they'd left it, with the big painting on the wall and all the yellow-blue-and-pink bean bag chairs and everything.

"Summer!" he gawked at her with thrilled eyes. "You have our old clubhouse! And you kept it that way!"

[somethingwithturquoise]

Well, Summer had hoped for some distractions, and an Argentum could be...distracting. She was frowning at Prompto with a quirked brow as he and his friend came into the office, the former with the comfortable ease of someone who had been here plenty of times before, dropping easily into one of the yellow bean bags on the side of the room with the mural.

"Old clubhouse?"

[hashtag_chocobro]

"Yeah!" Prompto beamed at her. "Back in our Diamond days! This was, like, our secret hideout, Mr. Jarrus let me and Vette and Nina use it all the time as our clubhouse, we'd bring snacks in here, hang out when things got really messed up, we brought in all these great bean bags! It's so cool that you kept them."

[somethingwithturquoise]

Summer's smile went a little soft, trying not to think about what sort of look might have been on BDG's face when Prompto, Vette, and Nina came up to him, asking to use his office, and she also wanted to think about it and revel in it and, god...she didn't even know about any of that!

Well, duh, Summer, it was a SECRET hideout.

"...wait, snacks?" she asked, as a thought hit her, and she moved to open up a desk drawer, and pulled out a few bags of gummi worms to toss over to the boys, "is that why this drawer is always filled with random snacks?"