Office hours [all day]

[sith_happened]

Anakin, as usual, was in his office.

Today he was sitting on his floor practicing his meditation skills.

It only looked like napping. Really.

The door was open and soft Alderaanian music was coming from his ridiculously tricked out stereo.

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[puppy_fair]

Best. Teacher. Ever.

Right up there with all of Zack's other teachers, who were also the best ever, but that was entirely beside the point.

"Thursday would be even better," he replied, nodding gratefully. "Probably a better idea than pushing myself right on up until the end of reserves, and then running out of steam when I'm supposed to be wrangling actors across the stage."

[sith_happened]

Anakin smiled. "Then Thursday morning?"

[puppy_fair]

"Thursday morning!" Zack grinned, stepping back toward the door. "Thanks so much, Master Skywalker. I'll let you get back to your meditation, now. I hope I didn't disrupt anything too much."

Meditation. Napping. Whichever.