Office Hours; Office #29. Wednesday [ 09/22 ].
Angua was in her office, trying to concentrate on pulling together a lesson plan for tomorrow.
It wasn't working very well. The combination of a full moon tomorrow, followed by her birthday, of all things, the day afterwards, she was quite possibly at her worst. On top of facing another year of getting older (and don't even talking to her about dog years!), she had a class to teach tomorrow. Tomorrow, of all days. With bloodsuckers in her class.
And, since she knew she couldn't exactly kill students...she was just trying desperately to think of something that involved either hardly any interaction or a lot of downwind.
[[ door and post are very open! With the correct day and date now, too, la ]]
It wasn't working very well. The combination of a full moon tomorrow, followed by her birthday, of all things, the day afterwards, she was quite possibly at her worst. On top of facing another year of getting older (and don't even talking to her about dog years!), she had a class to teach tomorrow. Tomorrow, of all days. With bloodsuckers in her class.
And, since she knew she couldn't exactly kill students...she was just trying desperately to think of something that involved either hardly any interaction or a lot of downwind.
[[ door and post are very open! With the correct day and date now, too, la ]]