Office Hours, #7, Wednesday

[raspberryturk]

... Aw, shit. It had been so long since Reno had spent time in his office. He'd gotten kinda familiar with it, what, back when the parents were on the island, way back? But he'd gone and told the Rookie's Rookie that he'd be here today, in case she wanted to talk. And anyhow, there was always shit to do.

Maybe he could hammer out lesson plans that would give him some kind of edge over that jerkass in the red coat.

Yeah. And he could write it in the dust that had settled on his desk over the months, too. Jeez.

[Reno's door is open!]

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[raspberryturk]

Reno was going to need a moment to just kind of laugh like a lunatic, here.

"Man, but that's what them kickass horns are for!"

Meep! Meep!

[withoutverona]

"They have horns?" Romeo had not been aware of this; it was exciting news. "Reno, why must we wait until we are old?"

[raspberryturk]

"Well, because..." Huh. Reno tilted his head a little, thinking that one over. "Well, I can't afford scooter rental on a teacher's wage, yo. But besides that? I can't think of any reason not to, yo."

[withoutverona]

"There's no space for one in our apartment," Romeo said, glancing about and feeling a bit dispirited. "After i move back to America I'll buy a fleet."

[raspberryturk]

"I'm holdin' you to that," Reno chuckled. "I'll have to make a point to visit, then, huh? So I can kick your ass in a scooter race, yo."

It was official. Someday, this had to happen.

[withoutverona]

"You have to make it a point to visit for more than that," Romeo said firmly. "But somehow, I will get scooters when I am home."

It was a plan.