Faculty Meeting (Friday after classes)

[bigdamnprincipal]

After the student council cleared out, Zoe got the council room set up for yet another meeting, hoping all the teachers had gotten her handwavey email. Sure, classes had only been in session for a week, but she figured it was a good idea to check the new teachers for shell shock early. There were warm food and drinks set out (not the leftovers from the student council... at least, not totally) but nothing alcoholic. If people wanted to go that route, they would have to bring their own this time.

"Hello there, come on in and have a seat if you'd like," she said. "I thought it might be good for everyone to have a chance to get together without students around, and be inside where it's warm. I hope everyone's had a good first week. If you haven't, well, now you have a room full of people to vent to." It was the little things that helped make this job better.

[Open to all staff and OCD free!]

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[nuclear_snide]

Hey, Bob was a really sympathetic guy!

"You have no idea." Bob sighed. "Well, you might have a little more than some, but eleven hundred years."

[furnaceface]

//So you keep saying,// Jono replied, shaking his head. //Tragic, really.//

It... kind of was. Ish.

//I can't even say it's probably not even as good as you remember it, because we both know that's bollocks.//

[nuclear_snide]

"So we do." Bob grinned at him. He wondered if Hannibal would consider "dying (again) of sexual frustration" an emergency worthy of possession.

Probably not, damn him.