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In his office once again and ready to (gulp) interact with students, Bruce was looking into some more active meditation techniques to conceivably try in class next week. Mindfulness was definitely not his go-to method for himself, so there were still plenty of types that he could teach, but he thought next week's class should be a significant departure from yesterday's. At the very least, it should be something that didn't make students want to fall asleep.

He snorted. Maybe Osho drumming meditation would catch students' attention.

But no, he wasn't that mean. Usually.

Now that a new semester was starting, Bruce was back to holding regular office hours. It was a little different than it had been last semester, though, because instead of taking some time out of his personal time at the hotel to make himself available to students for a few hours, office hours were looking more like the personal time, while his time at 33 Apocalypse ran the risk of being a little more social.

That was fine, though, because Bruce's office was comfortable (read: spartan), and if he showed up significantly earlier than he assumed most students had an interest in waking up, he figured that he was guaranteed at least a few solid hours of introvert recharge time before anyone came by to bother him.

Uh. Talk to him. Not 'bother.' He didn't know why he'd thought 'bother.'

Today in his office, Bruce was on his phone, as he was in the middle of a battle that mostly consisted of himself and Tony remotely screwing with each other's phones. It was all fun and games until sparks started emitting from it, which was definitely something that could happen, but in the meantime, he was enjoying the challenge.

Just don't ask what he was snickering at if you stopped in the doorway and caught him amusedly examining the blue screen on his cell phone. He'd have to explain the joke, and that might take up to a week.

There was a partly-bandaged dummy sitting in Bruce's office now. This was a mistake, because Bruce would not admit it, but he kept spotting it out of the corner of his eye and getting rather startled.

Other than that, he was here, settling in and feeling rather twitchy about even having an office again. His name was on the door. People could find him. Like, on purpose.

...Communal living was going to be a real shock to the system once that happened.

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