Study Hall -- Wednesday, October 12th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Sarah sits at the desk down in front, off in a world of her own as she writes down random, almost illegible notes on a pad of paper. Anybody who might wish to risk their lives to peek at what she's writing would see a lot of half-baked theories about locker 327.

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, it's the still that blew up, right?" John laughs and slaps his knee. "Bootlegging might be fun. I always wanted to say I drank moonshine once."

[chasingangela]

Angela nods. "Apparently there's still a giant crater from it in the back yard at Sheldon and Jayne's place. If he does build a new one, I might have to try a little. A really tiny little."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, if it can blow up like that, imagine what the kick is like drinking it."

[chasingangela]

Angela shudders. "This is John's liver," she says, holding up a sheet of notebook paper.

"This is John's liver on moonshine." She scrunches the paper, drops it under the table, and stomps it with one sneaker.

"Any questions?"