Study Hall -- Friday, October 28th

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Sarah isn't in the room, but the words "Help yourself" have been hastily scribbled on the blackboard. There's a stereo playing incredibly random music on her desk, along with some junk food and pizza, a TV with a video game hookup, and a pool table that has almost magically appeared in the corner. The puppies are wide awake and playing under Sarah's desk. It's almost as if she's bribing the students.

(OOC: My job sucks. Still not done yet. *headdesk* *headdesk* *headdesk*)

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In a cheery falsetto, Hank pipes, "'But officer, I didn't know I neede a permit! Perhaps I could interest you in a nice pair of mittens instead?'"

In a normal tone, Hank grins and tells Han, "You were quite the law-breaking little imp, weren't you?"

Hank takes his next shot and sinks the 3, incidentally lining up the 2 for a perfect line shot. He makes it, but scratches the cue ball at the same time.

"Dammit. You're up, Solo."

Hank sits back to watch the spectacle that is Han on a roll, thoroughly prepared to enjoy the rest of Study Hall playing pool.