[attr="class","beck"]if only it were that easy.

he sighs, downing the rest of his drink in one.

"it was close."

no it wasn't.

[attr="class","noodles"]Lulu Flint

she stared at him, the smallest hint of a smirk curling like a wolf with a scent. not a look she usually had for theo, partially because she’d never known him to be self-conscious, and willed herself to pay no attention to any ‘weak spots’. an unbreakable teacher that represented what she required.

they weren’t in the ring or on the mat or in the field, though. the way she saw it, naturally, this was her court.

”no it wasn’t.”

THEO BECKETT

[attr="class","beck"]acceptance eventually trumps denial, and it's with a heavy sigh that he accepts his defeat, dipping his head just a little.

"fine."

his mug settles back onto her desk.

...

what now?

[attr="class","noodles"]Lulu Flint

the smirk faded. though nice at first, his resignation soon left a bitter aftertaste.

she looked down at the ruins of their game and cleared her throat.

”well, i should probably get back to work.”

THEO BECKETT

[attr="class","beck"]"alright."

quickly, theo returns the board and the pieces into the bag before standing. he gives her one final nod before turning and exiting her office, though he leaves the chess bag there.

for later, perhaps.

[attr="class","noodles"]Lulu Flint