Study Hall - Monday, October 17th

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Sarah sits on the floor of the study hall, playing with a bunch of black lab puppies.

No, really.

And no, she's not teaching them how to kill. Although she is making them sniff a toaster and then sniff everybody who comes into the room.

Today is obviously not a low-paranoia day for her.

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[chasingangela]

Angela looks at him skeptically, but still concerned, as she walks in. "Are you still singing?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty sighs, which was a mistake because he opened his mouth and starts singing again.

Yes it’s driving me crazy (oooh-a-la-la-la)
And my patience is fading (oooh-a-la-la)
Oh, you’d better watch out
I said you’d better watch out.

Marty rolls his eyes and scribbles out a message.

"Does that answer your question? They had ham and cheese sandwiches at the cafeteria today and I couldn't resist. Anything happen over the weekend? We really didn't get a chance to talk a lot last night."

Marty puts a smiley face at the end of the last sentence.

[chasingangela]

Angela sighs. "What is that, Abba or something?" She raises a hand. "Don'e answer that.

Glancing at Rory, she says, "Some stuff happened, yeah. I'll tell you when we're alone. But like I promised, I'm in one piece."