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Date: 2019-09-01 10:49 pm (UTC)The grey might help the look but wouldn't do a thing for Jack giving him shit about it. She was a brat.
"Yeah? Did you get decent teachers or did you get the sorts of assholes who made you feel like you were a waste of everybody's time?" she asked, actually interested in the answer. "I usually get the kids who've had the latter sort in their past. I try to make a point to be the former." She smiled a little, "Anyone told you anything about this island yet? Cuz I'm guessin' not if you don't think your ass won't be plunked into a classroom on whatever day and time you were assigned a spot."
The moose was really gonna eat him alive. Jack almost felt sorry for him. "What'd they assign you to teach anyway?"