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That morning, an email (or courier pigeon or squirrel Post-It note or whatever your preferred official school correspondence may be) was sent out to the students of Summer's class:
Just imagine, there's a dimension out there right now where the pollen is even worse and my students are STILL having to go to class! Thankfully, this is not that dimension! Enjoy the day off! Happy Valentine's Day! Have a five page essay about how nice it is to not be in that dimension ready for next week!
JUST KIDDING.
I don't want to read that just as much as I'm sure you don't want to write it!
Lots of Love,
Summer Smith
She did think of just taking a field trip to a dimension of Fandom without the pollen, but a class period was rarely even long enough for the effects to start going down, and it just seemed cruel at that point, anyway, really.
Just imagine, there's a dimension out there right now where the pollen is even worse and my students are STILL having to go to class! Thankfully, this is not that dimension! Enjoy the day off! Happy Valentine's Day! Have a five page essay about how nice it is to not be in that dimension ready for next week!
JUST KIDDING.
I don't want to read that just as much as I'm sure you don't want to write it!
Lots of Love,
Summer Smith
She did think of just taking a field trip to a dimension of Fandom without the pollen, but a class period was rarely even long enough for the effects to start going down, and it just seemed cruel at that point, anyway, really.