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The Club Fair; Gym; Friday Afternoon [ 01/16 ].

Never one to shy away from getting her hands dirty in the tedious work of helping a student body run nice and smooth ~~not dirty~~, Turtle had been very eager to help set up the club fair again this semester, putting up all the signs and posters and little treats on Westing Paper Products. The Club Schedule was very prominently displayed were everyone could see it before disappearing into the small maze of tables filling in the gym.

That, and it also helped her hold off the inevitable moment of seeing how this whole laundry strike thing was really effecting Jeff. Ahhhh, manual labor, the true opiate of the work-addicted masses.

[[ ~~Anyone pings before the OCD is up will be crippled by a kick to the shins. Just sayin'.~~ OCD HAS BEEN ACHIEVED. This is now a kick-free zone! ]]

[[ ~~Each~~ Most clubs will have two threads: a promotion table for interaction with the club head(s) and an OOC sign up sheet to join the club. There is an exception, as Fandom High Gremlins is an audition club; please sign up to audition rather than to simply be in the club ]]

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Teddy was, thankfully, still clothed during this. And was always happy to answer questions.

"Are we actually going to build that spaceship this time?" Chad, drifting over from his table to make sure he got his name on the sign-up, was mostly teasing. Really.

"When we sell the calenders, we'll have enough money," Teddy confirmed proudly. "I think."

...Teddy must have planned to sell a lot of calenders. Still, Chad gave a supportive thumbs up. "Cool."

Or build a really crappy satellite. One of those two.

"You're joining again, right?"

"'Course," Chad grunted. "I wanna be there to help. Plus, the whole good on an application thing."

Teddy perked up at that. "Have you started applying yet?"

And Chad winced a little.

"I probably should get on that, shouldn't I?" he asked, rubbing his neck a little guiltily.

"It wouldn't hurt," Teddy pointed out. "And then you don't need to worry about it later."

"At least I know which schools I'll be applying to?" Chad offered.

Because it was so hard narrowing it down to places with good music programs in NYC.

Teddy grinned. "That'll help. Maybe you could look online."

Because online held the answers to everything.

"Maybe," Chad agreed, then tilted his head a little. "You don't think....you think there might be more forms that I'll have to deal with because of the whole not being from this country thing?"