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fandomhigh2005-09-16 11:46 pm
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Jayne is tired. Hes been avioding cops, teachers and women, all day.
He didnt get to work, and is pretty sure that hes going to get fired. Its not that he didnt want to be there, but that he couldnt get there in time, and it pissed him off.
Jayne doesnt want to go home. Its lonely there.
He grabs Vera and heads out. The only "woman" he can trust.
He considers shooting up the Whomping Willow on his way past, but decides against it.
Slipping into the school, even fully armed is easier then he thought.
He looks around warily, but is tired.
He decides to sleep in the one place where he knows no one will look for him.
No one sees when Jayne Cobb slips into the detention room.
No one knows if he will return.
He didnt get to work, and is pretty sure that hes going to get fired. Its not that he didnt want to be there, but that he couldnt get there in time, and it pissed him off.
Jayne doesnt want to go home. Its lonely there.
He grabs Vera and heads out. The only "woman" he can trust.
He considers shooting up the Whomping Willow on his way past, but decides against it.
Slipping into the school, even fully armed is easier then he thought.
He looks around warily, but is tired.
He decides to sleep in the one place where he knows no one will look for him.
No one sees when Jayne Cobb slips into the detention room.
No one knows if he will return.
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*brings his white, red tipped cane, just to have something weapon-like on his person*