He walks on with a heavy backpack and binder, sees the empty seat in front of me, and plops down. I peer over the seat and grin, he turnsed towards me. "Talk to me, I'm bored."
"No Ipod today? I expected you would have your two in your pocket." I raise my eyebrow.
"I do, I'm just not feeling it today." I see him try to get situated yet again with his pile of stuff.
"Here," I reach my hand out over the seat, "give me your binder."
"Thanks," he hands it to me. I nod and place it next to my own binder.
Later the director comes on. "Do you have everything? Music..." The director goes on but I see him frantically looking in front of me.
He turns towards me, his eyes wide, "You have my binder, right?" I nod with a small smile. He instantly relaxes. "Good, I was freaking out."
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