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Declan walked in to the very cool classroom. He had actually been looking forward to this Astronomy class since he met the professor on the Peru trip. Plus, it was also his favorite class with all the mysteries of space and whatnot. Cool, very cool.
Ah, a lint roller. Yes, he remembered him having a thing about this. He ran the roller over his robes, convinced he hadn't any, but did so as a precaution.
"Good evening, Professor Airey." The near-seventeen year-old greeted, taking a glance at the steampunk looking lamp on his desk. "Cool lamp."
Setting his eyes on a desk in the corner, he cooly walked over to it, running his hand through his hair. However, his taking of the seat was not so cool. Was he sliding back off???? NONONONONONONONONONONONONO! He gripped onto the other side and pulled himself to the high end. What the heck, Airey??
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