Fortitude

"Um, I’d rather not. Sorry, Professor."

“This joke you can’t repeat to me now you thought appropriate to say in the middle of class.

“Well that’s not what I’m going for…” He sighed sadly. “Do you have any thoughts?”

“I just gave them to you.

“Well…I think it gives off the vibe like…’I’ll destroy all your electronic’s problems!’ you know?

"Well… I may be annoyed with you, but I’m athletic. I can handle that and much more...”

He fell deathly quiet for a long time, silently disgruntled with her behaviour. 

"I suppose I promised him a second date, and I’d quite like one, so technically I guess we are.. dating.”

"The Jennings family were in a mild state of panic after noticing that he wasn't at the usual family dinner. 

"Best. Day. Ever.”

"I'm sure you have better things to do. I can make this last a month or a week. Your choice."

"I’m not most students. I actually like to be surrounded by people, and you do not scare me.

"That's a refreshing change in opinion I suppose, you may like me less when I ask you to do fifty laps around the gym.

"Then what would justify me appearing outside of your office window? If I was cleaning them? Because I could have been, you never know. You stopped me before I could. Besides, there’s no real rule against scaling the building…is there?"

"Is that so hard to believe?" She asked.

"Quite, yes, given the fact that most students choose to run from my presence.

"I still don’t understand why i’m here, Professor…"

"I didn't see you at combat training the other day."

"Remind me why I’m here… Sir.”

"Watercolours left splattered everywhere, ring any bells?"

Chris hid a grin behind his hand, choosing to glance at the floor for a minute, flattered. "i'm glad to hear that." he regained his composure and sternly folded his arms across his chest.