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A story by iwillnotbecaged (rachelheather) adapted for commaful. see the rest: https://archiveofourown.o...

I, Too

“Mr. Hughes?”

Langston was packing up his materials after the last class of the day.

He was looking forward to spending the evening in his hotel, resting from the week of teaching and answering some of his correspondence.

He had set aside this time in his mind to respond to a particular young writer who had sent him a very promising piece.

Carl had been invaluable to him when he was starting out and he liked passing some of that help along to the next generation.

He answered without looking up from his papers. “I’m sorry - I don’t hold office hours on Fridays. Will it keep until Monday?”

The man responded with a laugh. “Oh, I’m not a student.” Langston looked up to find none other than Gabe Jones, Howling Commando, leaning in his classroom doorway. Definitely not a student.

Gabe straightened up and entered the room. “Gabe Jones. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Hughes.”

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