[log] you're all in big trouble

[icyglare]

who: Everyone
what: Ms. Strangenorth has pulled every student into the gym right after last period and you're all in trouble.
where: The gym
when: If she has to keep you here all night, she will.

Rosalind stared stonily at each and every student as they filed into the gym. Under her gaze, even the innocent ones looked away guiltily as if she knew every class they'd skipped over the past four years. 

Once they were all seated on the rows of bleachers, she continued to stare, arms folded, until everyone was sweating with nerves.

"Which one of you," she said with the cold of a thousand winters in her voice. "Put Mr. Calloway's car on the roof of the school."

Comments

[autonuked]

She is on a completely different plane of conversation when it comes to that department. She will have to spell things out. Plus like. They're in the gym with a hundred or so more loud noisy kids. What could they really get away with.

" Yeah... I guess. At least if were were sneaky enough we might be able to get out the doors. I don't wanna get the car down though I just wanna see it up close." He pauses. "Like what?"

[doublelutece]

It was bordering on painful for Doris to need to be more direct. Usually a couple winks and enough innuendos could get her where she needed to be. This would be a different story. She scooted on the bleachers to get closer to Liam.

"That is dependent on how far you like to go, sweetie. Can't fool around as much in here." She licked her lips. "We could make out, but that's it for here. But later, after this has cleared..." She placed her hand over his. "Perhaps more of the full experience."

[autonuked]

Liam gives Doris a once over when she scoots closer. People don't sit next to him. What was she getting at.













OH.

[autonuked]

"A-AH. THAT's. REALLY. NICE OF YOU-OH HEY. I SEE MASON UP THERE I SHOULD REALLY GO TALK TO HIM NOW."






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[autonuked]

And he's gone.