Room 317 [after classes]

[tatooine_doofus]

After an interesting conversation with his father early in the morning, Luke had gone for a long run.

And then an even longer session alone with the punching bag.

And then he'd tried some meditation.

Now? He'd spread parts to a small droid out all over the floor, back carefully turned away from the half of the room that was supposed to have a Z in it, and fiddled around with electronics.

Loud Corellian rock was blaring from his stereo and out through the open door.

If you asked him? He was fine.

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[sixstandingby.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, it did," Gavin groused. "You have pointy girl fingers!"

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

"You have stupid girly hair," Luke countered maturely.

[sixstandingby.livejournal.com]

"I do not!" He frowned and flicked Luke's ear. "Better than yours!"

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

"OW!" Luke overreacted, smacking at Gavin with a pillow.

[sixstandingby.livejournal.com]

"Ow!" Gavin echoed, kicking at Luke's legs with his own.

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

Luke toppled over, flailing with his hands.

[sixstandingby.livejournal.com]

"You're so squirmy!" Gavin told him, trying to bat Luke's hands away with his own.

[tatooine-doofus.livejournal.com]

"That's because you're beating on me," Luke exaggerated. "I'm being wily."