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He hadn't really thought this all the way through. Still, he had permission to go to the bathroom, and everyone had heard him ask, so he couldn't very well back out now.

Wayne took a moment to straighten out his notebook as he got up, casually scooping the scrap of paper he'd written on into his hand as he did so. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Jerry muttering something to Kimiko. Interesting. Maybe there was something going on between them after all. Too bad he had his own stuff to not screw up at the moment.

His hands in his pockets, Wayne beelined for the door. Stopped short. Took a few steps to the side, so that he just so happened to be in front of that junior girl's desk. Alice was her name, he realized, just before he leaned down and put his hands on her desk.

"Hey," he said in a low voice. "I don't really know you, but I might be gone for a while, so can I catch the notes from you after class?" He didn't bother waiting for a response. She was probably still pissed. "Thanks."

Whether she would end up giving him her notes or not, he made sure she received his, letting it peel away from his palm as he lifted his hands from her desk again.

sorry. missed my throw. Next to the words, he'd drawn a stick figure shrugging, with a sheepish grin on its face.

Then he made his way to the door, and grabbed the hall pass, and left.

He was free, in more ways than one.

((Wayne Cox continued in I Know What My Fortune Is))
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