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Becca fin ished her workout and her earbuds just . . .sorta . . . failed. She thought she had charged them. She could have sworn she charged them. But clearly she was wrong . . Which is not normal for her. She’s pretty confident. She’s pretty aware. And shit. Her earbuds just quit. And she still had to walk home from the campus gym.
She’d keep them in though. A signal to the students — her students, her advisees — that she was occupied. And that she was focused. Totally focused. Driven and resolved in her purpose. It was how she’d gotten this far — in her career, not in this walk across the quad that seemed longer than normal and brighter than average. Resolve. Focus. Determined and dogged ambition. Masters. Doctorate. Lecturerer. Associate. Tenure track

But she had to keep going. Across the quad, she meant. Keep going and get home. Bottle of wine. Cook something for Nathan. He was back from recruitment tour. Visiting schools. Creating networks. Establishing pipelines. So much swag. School shirts. Water bottles. Hats. And one place, ear buds.

Stepford Regional. He came back with several sets. They give them to college recruiters to make an impression. To form partnerships. Bonds. Tight. Firm. Held. Bonds between school and college. Student and success, seemed to be the implication, but right now all Becca wanted was to sit down.

It was the workout. It was extra. She took advantage of Homecoming weekend. The campus gym was empty with everyone out and about enjoying . She was strategic in that choice even though she just really wanted to float and take a load off and her office was in the other direction but maybe this next building . There was a lounge, a place to relax and socialize , to read in the fall sunshine on good days when the timing was right and the windows would flood with warmth.

She’d go there and relax and plan for Nathan getting home on homecoming weekend and all it had to offer and all of the everything’s and the general hubbub on campus. Home and coming home. She’d get home soon enough and ready it for him just like he deserved and all work and no play makes everyone so grumpy and even Mr Serious Nathan Grumblebumps should have a night to just be himself.

Even if if those earbuds are broken which is a shame because they really felt wonderful and the sound was exquisite and ever so perfect when they were working of course. And the course work would have to wait to be corrected until she got home after her rest here in the psychology building and the lounge she was pretty sure she remembered mostly where it should be right around this next corner except . . That light . . What’s that light .. what room . . Is . This doesn’t look familiar .. oh it’s opening .. oh .. wait! What?! No! No no ! Let go of . . . Backpedal backpedal backpedal pedal pedal riding a bike . . Being good is like riding a bike. A bicycle built for two for tea and . .

Rebecca was so delighted that Nathan had asked her to the Homecoming Ball and though she wasn’t eligible for the Queen title . . Oh but maybe a royal just the same? Oh Nathan would be so proud if she were to win and maybe everyone would vote for her because she was so good and attentive and knew what really mattered now . . Giggle . . Primp . Curtesy . . Swish.

She could just

Description
Becca fin ished her workout and her earbuds just . . .sorta . . . failed. She thought she had charged them. She could have sworn she charged them. But clearly she was wrong . . Which is not normal for her. She’s pretty confident. She’s pretty aware. And shit. Her earbuds just quit. And she still had to walk home from the campus gym.
She’d keep them in though. A signal to the students — her students, her advisees — that she was occupied. And that she was focused. Totally focused. Driven and resolved in her purpose. It was how she’d gotten this far — in her career, not in this walk across the quad that seemed longer than normal and brighter than average. Resolve. Focus. Determined and dogged ambition. Masters. Doctorate. Lecturerer. Associate. Tenure track

But she had to keep going. Across the quad, she meant. Keep going and get home. Bottle of wine. Cook something for Nathan. He was back from recruitment tour. Visiting schools. Creating networks. Establishing pipelines. So much swag. School shirts. Water bottles. Hats. And one place, ear buds.

Stepford Regional. He came back with several sets. They give them to college recruiters to make an impression. To form partnerships. Bonds. Tight. Firm. Held. Bonds between school and college. Student and success, seemed to be the implication, but right now all Becca wanted was to sit down.

It was the workout. It was extra. She took advantage of Homecoming weekend. The campus gym was empty with everyone out and about enjoying . She was strategic in that choice even though she just really wanted to float and take a load off and her office was in the other direction but maybe this next building . There was a lounge, a place to relax and socialize , to read in the fall sunshine on good days when the timing was right and the windows would flood with warmth.

She’d go there and relax and plan for Nathan getting home on homecoming weekend and all it had to offer and all of the everything’s and the general hubbub on campus. Home and coming home. She’d get home soon enough and ready it for him just like he deserved and all work and no play makes everyone so grumpy and even Mr Serious Nathan Grumblebumps should have a night to just be himself.

Even if if those earbuds are broken which is a shame because they really felt wonderful and the sound was exquisite and ever so perfect when they were working of course. And the course work would have to wait to be corrected until she got home after her rest here in the psychology building and the lounge she was pretty sure she remembered mostly where it should be right around this next corner except . . That light . . What’s that light .. what room . . Is . This doesn’t look familiar .. oh it’s opening .. oh .. wait! What?! No! No no ! Let go of . . . Backpedal backpedal backpedal pedal pedal riding a bike . . Being good is like riding a bike. A bicycle built for two for tea and . .

Rebecca was so delighted that Nathan had asked her to the Homecoming Ball and though she wasn’t eligible for the Queen title . . Oh but maybe a royal just the same? Oh Nathan would be so proud if she were to win and maybe everyone would vote for her because she was so good and attentive and knew what really mattered now . . Giggle . . Primp . Curtesy . . Swish.

She could just