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Isaac came out of Scott's bathroom to find the other wolf dropping not only books, but expletives as well. Isaac watched as Scott stretched up on his toes and pushed one hand firmly into his desktop to maintain balance. Isaac swallowed hard at the sight of Scott's tan back. The muscles were tensing, constricting, trying to lend aid, but it was no use. Scott swiped pointlessly at a leather notebook on the top shelf of his bookcase only for every other object to come crashing down instead.

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*Word count: 1,632
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