 Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese
... Personal issues? He, of course, didn't want to pry, but given that she'd said they'd been resolved.... Well, that was great! Aaron didn't like hearing about his housemates struggling. Or really anyone, for that matter. So he offered up his best smile and leaned over to squeeze her hand, having read that sometimes just the pressure of a simple hand-hold could decrease stress. "... Have you decided what you want to do after you finish here?"
... and they were no longer alone.
Derf, Eamon... and many others were finally filling out the rest of the tables, adding to the cacophony of sound in the great hall. Hard to believe he only had two more terms of this. That knowledge created a lump in his throat, but he didn't want to think about it right now. No, he wanted to celebrate Derf and Eamon... among others. Speaking of...
He grinned at the latter, trying to be stealthy with his gesturing. "Do you have it?" The gift, Aaron, meant.
__________________ We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________
Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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