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She followed after him and walked through the door, taking note that she was in the presence of a gentleman which is refreshing to see. The raven haired girl welcomed the sun’s rays on her face. It felt great. Her feet started taking her towards the park, and to her tree where she always climbed up to relax. “I major in Native American studies with a minor in Environmental Science.” She turned to him and asked, “What about you?”

"Iii majored in Songwriting, Music Education, and Composition." He replied with a small smirk, looking ahead. The fact she didn't know he was a teacher was flattering, and reminded him he wasn't getting too much older than the students. "...After that I came to America and wound up signing up for a teaching course. Now I'm here teaching all of those things." He glanced back to her, awaiting the reaction to the information as they walked out onto the campus.

Waiting for Me? || Roger & Mike

"Her name is Celia," Mike said smiling to himself like he always did when he thought about her. "We met at Argo, if you can believe it. We both went to school there and we had a class together." Mike had obviously known who Celia was but she was way out of his league so he’d never spoken to her. Ever. "Some of the other students liked to pick on me and she pretty much defended me and my stupidity, which is really much more than I deserved. So after class I offered to buy her coffee and we spent the rest of the night talking." They had stayed in the coffee shop until they got kicked out at closing, and then they walked around Morristown talking some more. "I eventually took her home and asked her out on a date. Surprisingly she said yes," Mike laughed as he pulled into a parking spot at Duke’s. "We’ve been engaged for 9 years now."

"Really?" Roger turned his head at the beginning of his reply, his smile already beginning to return. He listened with interest clear in his eyes, love a fascination of his. Mike sounded like he was very much in love, and it was heartwarming. "Nine years has been quite some time, good man!" He laughed lightly, unable to kept but comment on it. He unbuckled when they stopped, opening the door and going to get out. "Whatever has been keeping the wedding?"

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"Oh, sorry! Roger, okay." She nodded to him then followed his gaze to the sky outside. "Yes, that sounds great." She almost sighed in contentment. Being outside always made her feel better. Her own headache was lessening. "I’d love to and I’m in between classes now. I have plenty of time before my next class starts." Her smile was a tired but genuine one. "I know a good place where we can chat and no one will bother us."

"Lead the way, then!" He nodded, turning and beginning to walk towards the exit. He looked back to make sure she would, and held the door open after he went through. He slowed from there, every intent to follow as make an attempt at conversation. "So..." he started rolling his sleeves up; the fact they were long didn't help the state he was in with the heat coming down on them. "What are you a student of, Pocahontas?"

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"Oh..well." She didn’t know what to say at first. For once, she was at a loss for words. Pocahontas had a nagging suspicion that something more happened last night besides dancing she just hoped it wasn’t what she thought it was. "You just look familiar to me and I’m sorry if I’m coming across rude but I just want to know what else happened last night because I don’t remember much of it." She tried to remember but all it did was give her a headache. "Sorry, my name is Pocahontas and I think…" She had another aha moment and hoped she got it right. "Is your name Robert or Dodger?" 

Due to Roger's lingering hangover, his returning smile was faint. He knew she genuinely didn't know his name, so he took no offense to it. In fact, he seemed rather amused by it. "Very close! My name is Roger, Roger Radcliffe." He greeted her with the most enthusiasm he could muster, standing tall and trying to feel awake as he possibly could. "Well, Pocahontas, I would like to remember what took place as well. Perhaps a stroll on campus, if your classes are over?" He glanced out at the sky despite the headache it'd given him, needing the fresh air to get out of the state he was in.

Dance Lessons (Part 2) // Aurora and Roger

Students & Songs || Roger & Ariel

Conversations Over Coffee || Hook & Roger

Waiting for Me? || Roger & Mike

"i go when I can," Mike answered as he took the curve very carefully. “It’s always nice to support all the Argo faculty that works there. Plus my fiancée loves it, so we go there a lot." That was a bit of an exaggeration. They used to go a lot but it had been awhile since they’d gone. In fact, it had been awhile since they had gone anywhere. Mike made a mental note to bring Celia some flowers tonight, or at least come Chinese food for dinner. 

"Really? Well, I'd love to meet your fiancé sometime." Roger looked back at him, trying to imagine what kind of woman he'd be with. He had no doubt that they'd make a good couple, but it didn't sate his curiosity. He looked back out the window,  going to rest his elbow against the door. "What's she like? How did you two meet?" He rested his chin in his hand, watching the sign of the diner in the distance.

Dance Lessons (Part 2) // Aurora and Roger