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Electroclash – yes, in uniform – was in her office again. But looking grumpy about it. She had some emails from the administration but she wasn't going to even bother looking at them yet, in favour of looking at some holiday pictures instead. Emails could wait, couldn't they? The kids at this school weren't going to get any more fucked up than they most likely already were if she took one more week to start really getting to them.

She wanted to be back on break, dammit. Coming back to school sucked, and she was more than willing to commisserate with any students who might drop by.

[ooc: Ooopen.]