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fandomhigh2015-05-04 08:45 am
suitably_heroic) wrote in fandomhigh2015-05-04 08:45 am
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Bailing 101, Monday
The classroom was empty at starting time; Atton was nowhere to be found.
It was otherwise a completely normal classroom, albeit anyone trying the windows would find them locked in place.
There was no note, there were no other items, just desks and chairs. And quiet, at least for the moment.
It was otherwise a completely normal classroom, albeit anyone trying the windows would find them locked in place.
There was no note, there were no other items, just desks and chairs. And quiet, at least for the moment.
Re: Twenty-Five Minutes Later...
Atton folded up a small piece of paper into a little ball and tossed it at the back of her head. Gently. Ish.
Re: Twenty-Five Minutes Later...