"With the way you're talking about it, it seems as if I'm missing half of my life!" Thomas said, snickering more with Jack's exaggerated gasp. "Is the television truly that great?" He fished out a pack of candy rocks, in his pocket and popped some in his mouth, still listening to Jack as the boy continued. Once he was done, he slid the bag of treats across the table to his companion in offering before picking up another set of papers to browse. He flipped through what seemed to be transfiguration notes then, and began to segregate them on the table, with ones that he deemed Jack couldn't use, and some he could. "Though the prospect of my brain rotting, I have to say, is not an entirely appealing concept..." A laugh. "And you do like doodling don't you?" he continued, noting the scribbles on the sides of some of the pages.
"It is?" Thomas looked up, his eyebrows raising in challenge. "Well, with what I have seen so far, you're good. I could judge them better though if you'd let me see them!" he teased again. The small tug of war they had been fun, and he would have persevered, if only the librarian didn't have a pole up her ass. "It can't and you know it. I'm way too fun. It's contagious, admit it! And yes, you know you like it, Sloper." He stretched on foot and nudged at the other's foot, leaning his arms on the table in front of him. "You cant be quiet with me. You know you can't." A most charming grin.
"Well, I suppose I do understand." The wink the other gave him made him smile, sending small flutters in his stomach. Odd. "You're welcome. I'm here to help you anytime." Jack surely was an attractive guy, but somehow, Thomas figured it shouldn't be a line he should cross...
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