"I do!" He grinned, deeming the logic of his next statement totally reasonable. "The other teachers just dress up too much. Ties, ugh." he made a face at the mention of ties. While he still wore one, it still looked relatively casual with his white dress shirt and his pants. He refused to wear one of those fancy shmancy coats that the other teachers wore on the basis that 1) he didn't want to drag it to the dry cleaners after every experiment, and 2) you can't move around well enough to save chemicals in that. After what he'd like to call and inspirational speech, he got the other teachers to cave in and let him dress semi-formal.
"This manliness can't be contained by a foolish little coat." He's starting to crave some coffee. He should've grabbed Starbucks this morning instead of playing video games before work. Alfred smiled gratefully at Matthew when he offered to clean it up, while he was glad that the chemicals weren't harmful - if you had prolonged exposure to the chemicals then yes, it would be harmful. But not a few moments. He blinked out of his thoughts and looked down to the Canadian, heat rising to his cheeks - well, damn. Does the kid know how good he looks? He's not even trying. And while he's bent down, his head is a little bit below Alfred's groin. Well, not good... not good... Inwardly he tried to convince himself that he was totally not checking out his student. And failing. Deciding to help he bent down on one knee and rested a hand on the small of Matthew's back to steady himself, grabbing a cloth to help. "Thanks dude! I'm old and all, so saved me some backpain, eh?" He grinned. He's not even over 30. "Remind me and I'll reward you later."
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