5+1 Sentence Meme: Christmas Music
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Happy hour had never been happier.
Professor Qui-Gon Jinn had been staring across the bar at his very favourite professor of Literature, watching Obi-Wan slowly release a term’s buildup of tension. The man had taste, Qui-Gon was pleased to note—not that he’d ever doubted it, but that was a top-tier choice of brandy.
All in all, he could only pin down one minor annoyance, which was that he couldn’t escape the bloody Christmas music anywhere, not even here at the bar. It might have been less of a problem if his students hadn’t been playing the same songs since November.
“Not a fan of Michael Bublé?” a terribly familiar voice asked from somewhere above him.
Qui-Gon realised he’d given up staring at the bar and taken to glaring at his drink instead, and now looked up to the surprising and very welcome sight of a slightly flushed Obi-Wan Kenobi standing before him. “Not that much a fan, no,” he offered, with a faint shrug.
Obi-Wan nodded, glancing down at Qui-Gon’s nearly-emptied glass. Then his eyes tracked up again with deliberate slowness and a touch of heat. “Want to get out of here?”
Professors Kenobi and Jinn are the creation of punsbulletsandpointythings over on tumblr ^^
Anonymous said: Happy hour had never been happier.
Happy hour had never been happier.
Professor Qui-Gon Jinn had been staring across the bar at his very favourite professor of Literature, watching Obi-Wan slowly release a term’s buildup of tension. The man had taste, Qui-Gon was pleased to note—not that he’d ever doubted it, but that was a top-tier choice of brandy.
All in all, he could only pin down one minor annoyance, which was that he couldn’t escape the bloody Christmas music anywhere, not even here at the bar. It might have been less of a problem if his students hadn’t been playing the same songs since November.
“Not a fan of Michael Bublé?” a terribly familiar voice asked from somewhere above him.
Qui-Gon realised he’d given up staring at the bar and taken to glaring at his drink instead, and now looked up to the surprising and very welcome sight of a slightly flushed Obi-Wan Kenobi standing before him. “Not that much a fan, no,” he offered, with a faint shrug.
Obi-Wan nodded, glancing down at Qui-Gon’s nearly-emptied glass. Then his eyes tracked up again with deliberate slowness and a touch of heat. “Want to get out of here?”
Professors Kenobi and Jinn are the creation of punsbulletsandpointythings over on tumblr ^^
