We live in a room, and there’s a poster on the wall.

Anakin pushed past a small mountain of terrifyingly patterned shirts, socks, hats, and novelty aprons on his way to his desk. It had been weeks since he'd made it into his office: as a cat, office paperwork had been pretty far down on his list of priorities.

He sorted the Shenanigan swag into categories of "hideous", "hideous but workable", and "my eyes, my eyes" and then started on the correspondence in his inbox.

Letters from alumni, solicitations from charitable groups he'd never heard of (Orphaned Garden Gnomes of France could not possibly be real), a new school brochure about something called "Fandom University" and a chirpy note from the president of the school board--

He blinked and reread that. It was dated from July, addressed to Zoe, and--

( Sithspit. )

[[ preplayed with the awesome sith_happened and bigdamnprincipal. establishy. ]]