YOU'LL TEACH ME AND I'LL TEACH YOU
Where: Milo's classroom.
When: Shortly after History class today. (Sometime in the afternoon?)
Who: Intended for his students, but open to anyone who wants to drop by!
What: Ask Milo about history, the mist, and why he hasn't got a date for the dance yet! Or just bully him. That's fine too
Warnings: Milo being Milo. S-so that means no warnings at all lol.
The shrill sound of the school bell rang through the air, and Milo, who'd been balancing a set of tribal masks in one hand and writing the day's assignment on the blackboard with the other, turned his head back to glance at his History students.
"W-well, class, guess that's time!" he said cheerily, setting the masks down on top of his desk. "Now, I know the dance is coming up, and we're all still trying to make up for those couple weeks that classes were canceled, but it doesn't have to be that big a deal--I'm always here if you need any homework help." The man grabbed a mask that was teetering on the edge of his desk just as it was about to fall and held it up for the students to see "Or, well, if you want to look at these a little closer. Today in particular, I'll be staying here for a couple hours; otherwise, you can just call me. The school's communicators are easy enough, right?"
"Anyway, I don't wanna keep you for too long--rather not get angry talks from any of your other teachers--so I'll let you all go now. Have a good day, guys."
As most of the classroom filed out, Milo took his time sitting back down in his desk and arranging the mess of papers and artifacts that was taking up a good portion of it.
When: Shortly after History class today. (Sometime in the afternoon?)
Who: Intended for his students, but open to anyone who wants to drop by!
What: Ask Milo about history, the mist, and why he hasn't got a date for the dance yet! Or just bully him. That's fine too
Warnings: Milo being Milo. S-so that means no warnings at all lol.
The shrill sound of the school bell rang through the air, and Milo, who'd been balancing a set of tribal masks in one hand and writing the day's assignment on the blackboard with the other, turned his head back to glance at his History students.
"W-well, class, guess that's time!" he said cheerily, setting the masks down on top of his desk. "Now, I know the dance is coming up, and we're all still trying to make up for those couple weeks that classes were canceled, but it doesn't have to be that big a deal--I'm always here if you need any homework help." The man grabbed a mask that was teetering on the edge of his desk just as it was about to fall and held it up for the students to see "Or, well, if you want to look at these a little closer. Today in particular, I'll be staying here for a couple hours; otherwise, you can just call me. The school's communicators are easy enough, right?"
"Anyway, I don't wanna keep you for too long--rather not get angry talks from any of your other teachers--so I'll let you all go now. Have a good day, guys."
As most of the classroom filed out, Milo took his time sitting back down in his desk and arranging the mess of papers and artifacts that was taking up a good portion of it.