Emails in the EveningMature

"I don't know, I think maybe the conclusion is a little... simplistic?"

"What do you mean?" Raph frowned, sliding his notes back and frowning at them. 

"Well, you can't just rely on other people's work to balance the whole thing out. You have to have reached a suitable conclusion that makes an advancement on the theories you used to support your idea."

"I thought I had."

"The basics are there but it's not breaking away from the original concept enough. But that might just be because it's in note form. When you write it out it'll be clearer, if you've got it in your head."

"Okay cool. What about yours?"

"Not finished yet. I got... uh... distracted at the shop."

"By what?"

"Aussie Mac." Beth grinned as she came from the kitchen with three beers. I rolled my eyes and took a beer from her. 

"Who? Oh you mean the new lecturer?" Raph grinned at me. "Got a thing for her?"

"You know, the more you guys force the idea on me, the more I'll think about it, and the more I think about it the more likely I am to form more than an attraction to her. So if you want me to ignore her, stop going on about it." 

"So you are attracted to her!"

"There are blind people who can see she's hot Raph. And you think so too, so don't try that one."

"Well yeah, and we all know you love a good accent, but seriously? You think that theory is real?"

"Well yeah. It's like if you're repetitively told not to eat chocolate; you really want to."

"Did you just compare Aussie Mac to chocolate?" Beth snorted, reaching for a slice of pizza. 

"As much as I love the nickname, and yes I kind of did, can we please stop talking about her? The theory is real guys."

"Alright. Let's talk about my birthday."

"Great. What're we doing?"

"I want to go out. We always say we should and then there's always work or Uni work and I hate it and I want to go out and spend the night dancing like I'm not an educated woman with a promising career."

"Specific, fun, I like it. When and where?"

"The Saturday after. No worries about getting home early for Uni or anything."

"Speak for yourself; I work Sundays."

"I'm sure he'd give you one off. And if not you're used to it anyway!"

"Okay, fine. We'll make it a birthday to remember."

"I want a theme."

"Well aren't you bossy? What theme?"

"I don't know. Something fun... but still classy. I don't want a boring 'school girls' predictable thing."


"Oh my god!" She stared at me, grinning. "Perfect!"

"Good. Raph, your turn for a conversation starter." We both turned to face him, where he had paused guiltily with a slice of pizza in his mouth. 

"Erm..." He put the slice down. "How about we watch a film or something?"

"You're rubbish. Okay, go pick one. I have to check my email." I got up and went to my room to grab my laptop. Those two would be bickering over a movie choice for ages. I flicked through a couple of emails about room changes and course books, making note of anything I needed. And I was about to close it down, when a new email popped up. 

To: All Students

All students invited to a symposium on the psychology of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.  Thursday at 6pm in room 301. Then join us for a free drink at the campus pub afterwards. Students should prepare a question or two, to develop discussion. Please email by Monday to register interest. Only twenty spaces available. You do not need to bring a copy of the book, but an excellent knowledge of the story is necessary. 



I would like to attend. If only to check that the book is still in prime condition.


I could hear Beth and Raph bickering in the room next door, but I wanted to see if she would reply.

I would be very disappointed if that were your only reason. I will not be bringing the book to the symposium; it is on my book shelf away from any destructive writing implements.


I chuckled and shook my head. Beth appeared. 

"Idiot features-"

"-HEY!-" Raph shouted from the living room. 

"-has picked a film. You coming?"

"In a minute. There's a symposium on Thursday with a free drink afterwards. You have to tell her you're interested."

"Oh cool. I'll go and check my email."

"Okay. I'll be back in a minute."


Good to know. I'd still like to come.


 Good. Spread the word. 

I grinned and closed down my laptop, and went to join my best friends in the living room.

The End

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