 Sarah thinks I'm cute | Shan's safe space.
No. There was no room for beaming and smiles around here. Although Adam did force what was probably supposed to be a polite smile, it came out more like a grimace. "A... Lesson?" He repeated, eyebrows raising as he came to focus on the department head in front of him. Art. He didn't need this in his life right now. "I'm... not stressed." And even if he was, art wouldn't be the way to fix it. Table football, or pool would have been. That was why there was a games room. Or why there had been one, rather. This was making him bloody stressed!
A paint or pottery guy? "Well, I guess I - wait. No! I'm neither. I'm here to play pool!" Okay? So was she going to let him, or was this malarkey compulsory? Heads were going to rolllllllllll if it was.
Turning a little as he heard people enter, Adam raised his eyes at Saxon, wordlessly expressing his own exasperation at the situation. And the other woman! She actually seemed excited for this. Maybe she hadn't known what the games room had looked like before. Or maybe she did need one of these 'Health Evaluations'.
And that was the pool table under the cloth. Adam groaned internally as the woman spoke. It wasn't made for Pottery!!!!!!!!
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