Office #26, Monday

[chosehumanity]

Last week had been uneventful. Mitchell wouldn't mind if this week would be, too. He suspected it wouldn't be too long before something would shake things up again, because that inevitably happened, but he was enjoying the settle-down.

One more class to teach, and to be utterly honest, he still had no ideas. He would find something in the end, but right now, he was more preoccupied with the class he was slated to teach next term.

His notepad had the word I have to find a good meta for CASABLANCA written on it in very big letters. What was the point of being in a famous movie if you didn't get to share the wealth, after all?

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[chosehumanity]

"On the outskirts," he replied. "Serendipity Street, it's called. My housemate's a hologram. Mental," he snuck another crisp, "Isn't it?"

[furious-maximus.livejournal.com]

"Your housemate's a what, now?" Max asked, frowning. Someone hadn't watched enough scifi yet.

[chosehumanity]

"A hologram. He's literally made of light."

Occasionally, light that could assault you, but Mitchell would write that off as a lark and a half.

[furious-maximus.livejournal.com]

"That sounds... odd. Even for this place."

[chosehumanity]

"Says the man who calls on the elements when he's made a night's bender," Mitchell said, with a laugh. "Holograms were being talked about by writers dating back to the forties and fifties. Like artificial ghosts."

[furious-maximus.livejournal.com]

"Hey, that's perfectly normal," Max waves. Because it was!

"And I've never been much of a reader."

[chosehumanity]

"There's another reason why film was invented."

[furious-maximus.livejournal.com]

"It is much less work," Max agreed happily. And you could pretend to be watching while doing... more interesting things.