Harriet was beaming as she walked out on stage. "Good afternoon. I'm Harriet Jones, Dean of Students."
Before she could continue, there was a heckling from the back of the auditorium, sounding not unlike a certain flame haired god of the dead. "Yes, we know who you are!"
Harriet fixed the back of the room with a look. "If I could continue,
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Once they've pinged in to tell their stories, the audience can ask them questions.
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"And really, aside from freaking out my girlfriend at the time, it was pretty fun. Liberating in a way. It's not something I'd want to do again, but if you have a sense of humor, I don't see the big deal."
mun apologizes for now linkage, can't find 'em.
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*uses hypnotoad icon cause I can*
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