Room 317, Wednesday Evening

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Z was in her room. Her co-ed room. Which she was blatantly not in the process of moving out of. In fact, she seemed to have strewn her (still kind of meager) possessions around her side of the room as much as possible, as if to stake her claim. Though the bra hanging off the corner of her computer monitor might have been a bit much.

Z was sitting at said computer, ignoring the bra, as it wasn't blocking more than a tiny bit of the screen, and attempting to make a list of things she could do to be citizenshippy for Advanced Scouting. Also, possibly, illegally downloading music. Shh don't tell Cruger.

((Door and post are open!))

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[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

"You belong here," Luke said firmly, "and I'll stand in the way of anyone who tries to say otherwise."

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"You're sweet," Z told him. But she didn't want Luke getting in trouble on her behalf. "Principal Washburn will be back in a few weeks, though. I'm sure it'll be fine," she said with confidence she didn't really feel.

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

"And if it's not, I'll back you up," Luke said, catching the tone of her emotions. "There are things worth standing up for. You're one of them." He gave her a smile. "Don't worry about me. I've handled worse than Umbridge this year."