Guidance Counselor's Office, Thursday

[electrocynic]

Good day, Fandom High! It was a lovely Thursday morning, and your guidance counselor was present and ready to be of help.

"How the fuck is it not here yet?"

Or maybe yelling at an Amazon order tracking page on her computer screen.

"It has been 'out for delivery' for four bloody days!"

Yeah, definitely yelling at an Amazon order tracking page on her computer screen. But maybe she'd be more helpful if someone interrupted her and distracted her? See, she already slumped back in her chair and grumbled to herself at much lower volume. It'd be fine.

[ooc: Open! And method RP.]

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[sharp_as_knives]

Walking past on the way to his own office, Hannibal just happened to hear her. Clearly he had very good ears and was observant. Or, you know, was within a 500-foot radius.

He paused at her doorway, looking in. "Problems with a delivery service?"