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Jun. 21st, 2010 12:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
freedhunterSo, the day had come when Jonathan Ford, bastard extraordinaire and proud of it, found himself with a student. A most unwilling student, who up until a few days ago hadn't had the faintest idea that she had abilities that she might need tutoring in. A student who were ruled by a strict day-to-day routine, which threatened to send her into panic attacks if broken.
Ford had said that he'd arrive at one o'clock for their first session. Of course he had to arrive ten minutes early. He knocked on her door, sipping coffee that he'd bought from a local Starbucks, not the least bit worried that he might be inconveniencing his student by arriving early.
Ford had said that he'd arrive at one o'clock for their first session. Of course he had to arrive ten minutes early. He knocked on her door, sipping coffee that he'd bought from a local Starbucks, not the least bit worried that he might be inconveniencing his student by arriving early.
