Vice Principal's Office Hours - Monday, December 11
After a week of hard drinking, Hawkeye was finally sobering up. Waking up in the radio booth and not remembering the night before was generally a bad sign. Waking up in the radio booth with a group of squirrels performing a mock funeral complete with chittering eulogy was generally a sign that the local wildlife thought you were drinking too much.
As a result, he was in his office. The door was closed but knockable. The still was empty. Hawkeye was on the couch wrapped up in blankets and trying not to move.
Knock if you dare, but be prepared to be told to come back later.
[OOC: Feel free to drop by, but unless it's an emergency Hawkeye is going to tell you to make an appointment and come back later...and he's definitely going to break the appointment.]
As a result, he was in his office. The door was closed but knockable. The still was empty. Hawkeye was on the couch wrapped up in blankets and trying not to move.
Knock if you dare, but be prepared to be told to come back later.
[OOC: Feel free to drop by, but unless it's an emergency Hawkeye is going to tell you to make an appointment and come back later...and he's definitely going to break the appointment.]