It’s my office now. I can dress however I want. I went upstairs and changed from ripped jeans into a pair of wool slacks and a sweater. Casual Satur...ay. Or as Dag would say, ‘Weekends and holidays are days I don’t wear a tie to the office.’We stopped at Tovoni’s and I had my espresso while Maizie primly lay beside me nibbling on her biscuit. Then we headed down the hill. We were almost to the office when my phone rang. I glanced at the screen wondering what Cinnamon was doing awake at this. Then at last he was forced to go back to school because he can’t reveal his problems to his family. The day he went back to school it was School day all the students are out to stage and Rahool with his friends was also out to the auditorium and was chatting. Meantime someone called Rahool to go to classroom and get some thing. Rahool called his friends none of them turned up to come with him to the fifth floor. Poor Rahool ran up the stares and went up no one notice Rahool going to the class. He's also the blackest man I've ever seen. I mean almost 'jet' black, with a balding head and a thick mustache. No beard though. His smile was wide, revealing a set of white teeth that would almost shine in the darkness. His handshake was firm and he invited me inside, out of the evening heat. He ushered me into the living room and told me that Martin would be in shortly.Thomas sat across from me and we talked while we waited. It seems that he and Martin had been living together for almost 10. I wasn't exactly trying to rub it in his face, but I was sure he noticed and that left me feeling catty and hollow, instead of satisfied like I'd hoped. I sparred with Aedan, flirted a bit more with Zevran than usual, then set up a lice treatment station and spent the evening doing that instead of learning templar skills. We had a line going - three of us picking at a time (after convincing Leli to help), and again I managed to avoid doing Alistair's hair, though I wondered if Leliana had.