When Words Fail, Music Speaks; Tuesday, Sixth Period [ 03/03 ].

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The door to the music room held a bit note, written both in English and Japanese, the latter just because Chad liked writing in Japanese:

Can't make it today. Not feeling well. Feel free to jam on without me.

Because it appeared that the effects of a week-long drunken haze were going to potentially last as long as the debauchery itself, and there was no way Chad would be able to handle listening to music right now with his pounding head. Far be it from him to completely cancel the meeting, though, as that would mean depriving others of music, and that was not cool.

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Sign In -- 03/03.

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Haaaaangovers.

Chat it up -- 03/03.

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Chad still seemed to have brought muffins and hot chocolate for everyone to enjoy for making it there, left in the music room when he put up the sign.

Jam it up -- 03/03.

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Music to make the world go roooound.

Talk to the Advisor -- 03/03.

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When Miss Bennet pings in, of course.

OOC -- 03/03.

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At least my computer has seemed to stop being slower than molasses in January.