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electrocynic) wrote2014-01-30 04:03 pm
electrocynic) wrote2014-01-30 04:03 pm
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Guidance Counselor's Office, Thursday
Electroclash had not been in her office for very long before she heard the voice, clear as day. And annoyingly familiar.
"Is the cat crapping rainbows in the corner on purpose?"
Not 'annoyingly familiar' in the way where you couldn't quite pin down who the familiar voice belonged to. Oh no. 'Annoyingly familiar' in the way where she knew exactly whose voice it was, and that was why it was annoying. She'd sent the owner of that voice off to space ages ago and it had broken her bloody heart to do so.
So, yeah, she was pretty annoyed as she darted into the hallway for a look around. But there was no one there. She hadn't expected there to be, anyway. She'd been listening to the radio over the past few weeks. Weird things getting reported. This was just another weird thing, and she flopped back into her chair.
"Oh, fuck you."
Whether she meant Guy or the island was really not that important. What was important was that she was pretty pissy, and was just going to sulk and occasionally throw pens at the drawing of Nyan Cat still in the corner of her office. Good luck getting any counseling, kids!
[ooc: Open office/post! Guy soundbite used with permission.]
"Is the cat crapping rainbows in the corner on purpose?"
Not 'annoyingly familiar' in the way where you couldn't quite pin down who the familiar voice belonged to. Oh no. 'Annoyingly familiar' in the way where she knew exactly whose voice it was, and that was why it was annoying. She'd sent the owner of that voice off to space ages ago and it had broken her bloody heart to do so.
So, yeah, she was pretty annoyed as she darted into the hallway for a look around. But there was no one there. She hadn't expected there to be, anyway. She'd been listening to the radio over the past few weeks. Weird things getting reported. This was just another weird thing, and she flopped back into her chair.
"Oh, fuck you."
Whether she meant Guy or the island was really not that important. What was important was that she was pretty pissy, and was just going to sulk and occasionally throw pens at the drawing of Nyan Cat still in the corner of her office. Good luck getting any counseling, kids!
[ooc: Open office/post! Guy soundbite used with permission.]