Stark Industries [most of the day]

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After class and a break to grab a snack and bother Peter at the dorms, Ben was in his normal spot behind the counter, scanning the news from home and writing an email to Dink about his trip to Rio.

He was deciding against sending pictures of the Gay Ball.

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And there was Ender eventually, bringing with him some containers of food from Cafe Luke's. "I come bearing chicken," he said.

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"Best boyfriend ever," Ben replied, grinning at him and closing his laptop.

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Ender snorted softly, dropping the container of chicken on the desk first before leaning over for a quick kiss. "Or you're just easily pleased."

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"Or very hungry," Ben added, swiping the container.

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"Or both," Ender said, putting down another two containers before he pulled up a seat.

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"Or both," Ben agreed, grabbing a piece of chicken. "How's your day been?"

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"Quiet," Ender offered. "Which is nice. How about yours?"

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"Nothing to complain too much about," Ben replied, smiling. "I ran into your brother."

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"Must have been fun," Ender commented dryly. "How's he doing today?"

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"Taking over the world one board game at a time," Ben reported. "He was losing to himself at Risk."

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"Or beating himself at it," Ender said, "Both hold about the same weight..."

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Ben smiled. "Something like that. Was Risk at all like any of the prep they had you do in Command School?"

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Ah, Ben's Stark shift. The best way to entertain oneself on a Friday afternoon.

"I'm bored," Topher announced when he dropped by.

Thanks, Topher.

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"I'm Ben," he replied.

Ben suffered under the delusion that he was hilarious.

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"Let's do something fuuuun," Topher whined, leaning forward on the front desk.

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"Like what?" Ben asked. "Want to go for a run after my shift?"

Ben, that was very few people's idea of fun.

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Topher gave Ben a Look.

He did not want that at all, Ben, thank you.

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"Rock climbing?" Ben offered.

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"I was thinking maybe a video game," Topher clarified, before this could continue.

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"Sure, that could work too," Ben said, grinning.

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"But nothing with maps," Topher made sure to specify. "I saw Peter in the common room. He's so lame sometimes."

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"Have you played Risk against him?" Ben asked.

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Topher snorted. "Noooot even a little."

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"Think you'll lose?" Ben guessed.

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Topher thought of the absolutely ridiculous list of secrets he was keeping for other people. "Is that weird?" he asked. "Like, what about when people tell you stuff?"