Guidance Counselor's Office, Thursday

[electrocynic]

There was a house of cards on Electroclash's desk today. Except it wasn't actually made of cards, but files of paperwork. So it was about as tall as Electroclash herself. And no, she hadn't built it. She suspected some really bored gremlins as she inspected the structure.

"... This is actually bloody impressive."

And taking it apart would make her time in the office go quicker if no one showed up.

[ooc: Open, mod your emails, the usual.]