electrocynic | Guidance Counselor's Office, Tuesday

Electroclash's desk was being taken up by a jigsaw puzzle. Or at least one corner of it. She'd only just gotten started with it, see, and was really just in the process of trying to find the edge pieces. That was how you got started with these bloody things, right? She didn't know.

Jenny had been badgering her about getting a hobby.

So this fucking better count for that.

Also it was supposed to encourage her to spend time in her office, but there was a good chance it'd drive her to leave early because honestly, who the fuck thought it was a good idea to make puzzles out of pictures where so many bloody pieces looked exactly the same?

[ooc: Open!]