Guidance Counselor's Office, Wednesday

[electrocynic]

Another week, another day of Electroclash somehow managing to make it into her office on time to spend the day there. Granted, she'd been meaning to come in yesterday rather than today, but it was the thought that counted!

Some more random emails had gone out from the administration, asking students to visit the counselor. While she waited to see whether anyone was going to show up, Electroclash was using her powers to spam Alex's email. It was so easy! All she had to do as say, |computer send email| repeatedly, and then wait for her phone to start blowing up with whiny texts.

She continued to be a great role model.

[ooc: Open! Once again, mod getting emails for random counseling check-ups if you're that way inclined!]

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[twintuitionist.livejournal.com]

"That's totally like how I ended up here," Juliet said, and launched into a minutes-long monologue about how every decent private school in New York was embroiled in a conspiracy against the Darling twins. "...so, see, none of it was our fault, but we're still stuck here."

Not that she'd tried so hard to transfer back home, lately.

[electrocynic]

Electroclash stopped listening about halfway through.

"I'm sorry, all I heard was that you probably have too much money," she said, once it seemed Juliet had finished. "And... possibly a brother?"

[twintuitionist.livejournal.com]

"I have a twin here," Juliet confirmed. "...and two older brothers, but they're boring. Anyhow, it's not our fault other people are poor."

[electrocynic]

Electroclash snorted, and quirked an eyebrow. "Probably not your personal accomplishment that you're rich, either."