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superartie) wrote2010-05-11 02:17 pm
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Office Hours, Tuesday 5/11
Artie had an office. He quite possibly had never had one before. It was just as possible he had no idea what a teacher generally did with an office.
"One . . . two . . . three . . . four. . . ." Artie was currently doing some aerobics in his office. "Eins . . . zwei . . . drei . . . vier . . . im Deutschland!"
Artie's aerobics involved bouncing around the roof off walls and falling over the desk.
His office was open.
"One . . . two . . . three . . . four. . . ." Artie was currently doing some aerobics in his office. "Eins . . . zwei . . . drei . . . vier . . . im Deutschland!"
Artie's aerobics involved bouncing around the roof off walls and falling over the desk.
His office was open.
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"And I'm Hayley," she said. "But I'm not strongest of anything."
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"I ain't figured that out yet," Hayley said, her smile fading a little. "I'm still trying to find that thing."
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"Yes. Yes I do," she said.
She didn't have anything better to do with her time.
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