[It won’t surprise either of them—well, it won’t surprise Alec—that the pair of delinquent teenagers find Palamedes Sextus studying. He sits at his desk with the walkie-talkie next to him, his elbows planted on his desk, hunched over as he goes through his notes. For the time being, he has mostly forgotten the girl on the other side of the radio conversation. For all the bravado, she seems harmless, and he’s sure they will cross paths soon enough. For now, he has far more important things to do than play games.
So when he hears Alec’s voice crackling over the radio, a quarter-second echo of the voice in the hallway, he just sighs and doesn’t bother to look up.]
Not that I remember, bit I’ll take it under advisement. Now, is there some reason you’re hiding in the hallway?
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So when he hears Alec’s voice crackling over the radio, a quarter-second echo of the voice in the hallway, he just sighs and doesn’t bother to look up.]
Not that I remember, bit I’ll take it under advisement. Now, is there some reason you’re hiding in the hallway?