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[latenightfondue]

[ Howard is sitting in the middle of the exam hall, legs stretching out in front of him beneath the table, and the paper on the desk closed and filled to the brim. He's finished the thing halfway into the time, so now he's bored stiff, waiting for permission to leave. He might get annoying if left to his own devices. ]

These exams are too easy, ain't they? Someone entertain me while this thing drags on.

Oh, and I got free reign of the mansion tonight. Party?


[ Feel free to claim to know him however you like, Howard is easy, and replies will come from geniusness. ]

Comments

[wearafeznow]

If you get caught with your mobile out, they might give you a score of zero.

[ And yet, he's in the same conundrum, holding his phone inside his still tweed jacket and texting him back. ]

[conesoldstober]

you've said my favourite word, howard

[waitedforyears]

yeah sounds good. what time?

[team_captain]

Not all of us are geniuses, Howard.

What kind of party?