13 Griffin Way, Tuesday Night

[tyler_gone]

Tyler's new teaching buddy had skipped the welcome picnic, which was not a life choice Tyler had the slightest dispute with. And, with one thing and another, it was Tuesday night before their schedules lined up for an orientation meeting.

He brewed an extra-large pot of coffee, set some Oreos on a plate, and waited for his guest. He hoped nobody had scared him off just yet.

[For ze vampeer or housemates only please.]

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[notsobadatall.livejournal.com]

"I know how to use it. I have a computer, a phone, all the usual accouterments..."

And a home theatre system most people would drool over. Let's not even get into the remote control window shades.

Nick was there. And decided best idea was to take the little statue whose curse supposedly caused it. The Brick strikes again.

[tyler_gone]

"Good, good," Tyler said, sipping some more wine. "Any other questions right now?"

He wasn't rushing Nick out, but he wasn't exactly incredibly comfortable with Mr. 'I Make Psychics Crazy.'

[notsobadatall.livejournal.com]

...yeah, that happens.

"Not at the moment. I... won't take up too much of your time, but I will be in my office on Wednesdays for the entire day if you'd like to check in."

[tyler_gone]

"I will visit after your class," Tyler nodded. "Good luck with it, by the way."

[notsobadatall.livejournal.com]

He stood, finished what was in his glass, and offered a bow before placing the empty wineglass onto a table.

"Thank you."