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fandomhigh2019-03-18 05:54 am
not_a_bird) wrote in fandomhigh2019-03-18 05:54 am
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Acting 101 (or lack thereof); Monday, 03/18.
If anyone thought Sweet Dee would be anywhere but back in Philly and Paddy's Pub for St. Patrick's Day, then that person was clearly a dumbass. Because that was exactly where Sweet Dee had been that weekend and no where else would suffice. That in and of itself was fine, there was nothing wrong with that...
...but there might have been a slight hitch with the fact that she was still there come Monday and in absolutely no state to be teaching, anyway. She wasn't even in a state to be awake yet. It had been a great St. Patrick's Day. One for the ages. Her brother hadn't even inadertently started up a string of kidnappings and robberies as a misguided attempt to promote the bar this year!
Fast forward to a little bit shy of one o'clock in the afternoon, where Sweet Dee would be sitting at the bar of Paddy's Pub with a beer before it hit her like a pound of bricks. "Oh, shit, I had class today!"
"Class? What are you talking about, Dee? You don't have class. You're a goddamn degenerate, just like the rest of us. More so, than the rest of us, if we're being honest..."
"No, you numbnuts, like class. An actual class. That I teach?"
She stared incredulously at the confused, bewildered looks coming back at her through the haze of a hangover, and blinked. "You guys, I've been away in Maryland for the past three months because I got a job teaching at a school down there. Have you seriously not even noticed?"
They had not. And, in fact, they made it a point to mention how they thought they would have noticed a lack of bird around there.
Anyway, enjoy your free period, kids.
...but there might have been a slight hitch with the fact that she was still there come Monday and in absolutely no state to be teaching, anyway. She wasn't even in a state to be awake yet. It had been a great St. Patrick's Day. One for the ages. Her brother hadn't even inadertently started up a string of kidnappings and robberies as a misguided attempt to promote the bar this year!
Fast forward to a little bit shy of one o'clock in the afternoon, where Sweet Dee would be sitting at the bar of Paddy's Pub with a beer before it hit her like a pound of bricks. "Oh, shit, I had class today!"
"Class? What are you talking about, Dee? You don't have class. You're a goddamn degenerate, just like the rest of us. More so, than the rest of us, if we're being honest..."
"No, you numbnuts, like class. An actual class. That I teach?"
She stared incredulously at the confused, bewildered looks coming back at her through the haze of a hangover, and blinked. "You guys, I've been away in Maryland for the past three months because I got a job teaching at a school down there. Have you seriously not even noticed?"
They had not. And, in fact, they made it a point to mention how they thought they would have noticed a lack of bird around there.
Anyway, enjoy your free period, kids.
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