You know my name

Having spent the better part of half-an-hour charming his shoes into letting him wear them before he could leave the house, Bond was having an interesting morning as he sat down to go over the programming for this week's mid-term.

Barefoot, since he found the giggles and sighs coming from them once he'd started walking in them quite disconcerting.

Bond was in a much better mood than this time last week. What how he'd spent his Saturday morning had to do with it was anyone's guess.

A lot, would be the correct guess though.

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Bond had had a far from unpleasant weekend, with the company at the ball being much less tedious than he'd feared, and Faith proving to be a most challenging sparring partner. Monday, however, found him in his office, overcome with an odd sense of restlessness, and while he could focus on his class plans, he really had very little desire to.

He just hoped this restlessness wasn't going to turn to boredom. Boredom was not a good mood to find Bond in. For anyone.

Going over the notes he'd taken during his first class, Bond started sorting his students. The list of potential troublemakers was somewhat shorter than he'd first feared. Somewhat.

Satisfied, he began working on his plans for the next class.

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