Silent Bob hustled into the classroom, looking over his shoulder as if afraid he was being followed, and quickly shut the door. He relaxed a little bit and waved at the students cheerfully before starting to write on his ever-beloved whiteboard.
VERBAL - INSUUnfortunately, that was all he got to write when the door came crashing open and a very irate hetero-lifemate was standing there.
"What the
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Bob sighed and buried his face in one hand before turning back to the board and finishing his thought.
LTS.
Effective way of making displeasure known. He turned back to the class and flicked his hand in a few gestures meant to indicate that they should pair up and try to make the other person cry.
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