Apathy Club, Some Classroom, Who Knows, Why Even Put A Subject Line Here, Anyway, Friday

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

George got to the room early and set her head down on the desk and prayed for ... okay, she didn't pray, she was sort of a semi-atheist-agnostic-something, and you couldn't pray for death when you were already dead.

At the alloted time, she raised her head and saw -- at least one other person and possibly more but I don't want to mod.

"Okay, was I unclear last week?" she asked. "About not showing up? That was today's assignment. To not show up. Not doing the assignment, that's great, but in this case, no."

She waved a hand. "I don't know. Leave. Go back to the stupid fucking carnival. I can't believe there's a carnival. Or stay because you hate it, too. I don't care. I fucking hate everything. Whatever."

Ah, the joys of Apathy Club!

(obscenely late, today bitch-slapped me, zomg and I apologize for that)

Comments

Re: Hang Out In the Back, Avoid Eye Contact, And Be Sullen

[furnaceface]

//Naffin' bloody carnival,// Jono agreed.

... Never mind that he'd actually volunteered. One more thing to do so that he didn't have a moment in edgewise to let himself think.

Re: Hang Out In the Back, Avoid Eye Contact, And Be Sullen

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"They're making me kiss people," George said. "So I put up a sign saying I'm under quarantine."

It was not a great success, thus far. It was like putting "WET PAINT" on a bench. Everyone touched it just to see if the bench was still wet.

Re: Hang Out In the Back, Avoid Eye Contact, And Be Sullen

[furnaceface]

//Mm, I suppose we could always trade places,// Jono mused. //But I wouldn't get much kissing done.//

Wonder why.

Re: Hang Out In the Back, Avoid Eye Contact, And Be Sullen

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"Well, you could," George said. "It'd just end up setting people on fire."

... er.

"I ... uh."

Shit.

Re: Hang Out In the Back, Avoid Eye Contact, And Be Sullen

[furnaceface]

... There was a bit more steam curling up from the front of Jono's shirt for a moment, there.

//Thank you, George. That would be problematic, wouldn't it?//

Re: Hang Out In the Back, Avoid Eye Contact, And Be Sullen

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I don't think they'd ... like that very much," she managed. "Might be bad for ... publicity."

Re: Hang Out In the Back, Avoid Eye Contact, And Be Sullen

[furnaceface]

//Mmm. Yes. And really, th'last thing I need is that particular sort of publicity. Innit?//

Really, the only things that weren't as dry as the Sahara about Jono by this point were his hair and his socks.

Re: Hang Out In the Back, Avoid Eye Contact, And Be Sullen

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"I meant the school," she observed brightly. "But it ... probably wouldn't help you, either."

When in doubt, keep digging?

Re: Hang Out In the Back, Avoid Eye Contact, And Be Sullen

[furnaceface]

Always an excellent strategy for saving face, if, like George, you were lucky enough to have a whole one!

//... George, luv?//

Re: Hang Out In the Back, Avoid Eye Contact, And Be Sullen

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"... Yes?" George asked. Probably not going to like where this was going.

Re: Hang Out In the Back, Avoid Eye Contact, And Be Sullen

[furnaceface]

//Before we get into a long, painful discussion about th'repercussions of me accidentally lighting somebody's face on fire at a school function due to my being a malformed bloody freak of nature, perhaps it would be a wise idea to change th'bloody subject now.//

Oh, wait. Manners.

//Please.//

Re: Hang Out In the Back, Avoid Eye Contact, And Be Sullen

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

"... that's ... probably ... for the best," she managed.

Exactly what did you say to that, anyway? If you were someone who wasn't George, you probably had something better floating around, but then, if you weren't George, you probably would have stopped five minutes ago.

"... Sorry?"

Re: Hang Out In the Back, Avoid Eye Contact, And Be Sullen

[furnaceface]

Jono just gave his head a shake. No, no, it was fine. People said stupid things, it happened. They just usually weren't stupid things that happened to hit Jono's sore points so painfully thoroughly like that.

He didn't sleep at night for the nightmares about things like what they had just discussed.

//Forget it.//