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Qui-Gon Jinn rubbed his palm against his forehead and sighed. It was 8 am and Anakin and Obi-Wan were up at it again, bickering about heaven knows what. A smile passed Qui-Gon's lips recalling the peaceful last two weeks, oh how he missed them. Neither of them had any time to talk much less fight, too busy concentrating on finals. However, now free of exams they returned to their old routine. The floor creaked under the heavy steps of two sets of legs and Anakin was the first to emerge from the hallway.
"I don't understand what's the big deal!"
"The big deal is that you left your dirty underwear on the bathroom floor and I so happened to step on them!" Obi-Wan said bringing his right arm up clutching the evidence.
"If it bothers you that much why are you holding them?" Anakin asked with a cocky smile.
For a moment Obi-Wan set frozen and the room was filled with silence, Anakin basking in it. But then Obi-Wan's face seemed to scrunch up passing through ten different shades of red, his hand shaking as if the garment weighted as much as him. He slowly brang his hand up again and in the next second the pair of underwear was gone. Qui-Gon's eyes followed it, silently admiring the perfectly calculated trajectory and the speed it flew at before they plastered to Anakin's face. With that Obi-Wan stormed off.