Creative Arts, Monday 2, Week 6

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"I hope everyone survived their weekend unscathed, whether you had visitors or not," Steve said when the class assembled this morning. Peggy. Thinking about it still kind of hurt, so he pushed it down and forged on. "If you did have visitors, I hope they weren't too alarmed or traumatized by our...special, special little island. Now, on to our

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Talk to Steve

[screwyoumarvel]

He may have miscalculated; the music, upbeat as it was, was taking him back to an earlier time. But he was still completely willing to shake off his nostalgia and talk to his students, or anyone else who might stop by after class.

Re: Talk to Steve

[onapalebicycle]

George waited until the music started to approach the teacher. She was barely holding it together, but she was not going to fucking cry in class. There were fucking cheerleaders here. They didn't need the ammunition.

... Like any of that even mattered any more.

"I can't," she said. "I ... just can't."

That was super-helpful, George.

Re: Talk to Steve

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"George?" Steve asked. "What's wrong? Do you want to talk about it?"

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[onapalebicycle]

"N-no," George said. "... I mean. ... Maybe?"

Shit.

"It's not ... art or anything," she said. "I'm sorry. You don't have to ..." She cleared her throat. "I didn't mean to show up and b-be weird."

Re: Talk to Steve

[screwyoumarvel]

"No, I'm not just here to talk about art," Steve said, "if there's anything I can do, I want to help. What's wrong?"

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[onapalebicycle]

George bit her lip, not sure how to condense the thorough explanation of her own death into something classroom-appropriate.

"I ... had to say good-bye to someone," she said, instead. "It's ..."

Okay. Deep breath. She could do this.

"Someone I l-lost a ... a while ago," she said. "Somehow, because Fandom was ... b-being all Fandom, she got here anyway so we could ..."

Closure, and all that stupid Dr. Phil crap? Something like that?

Re: Talk to Steve

[screwyoumarvel]

Steve was getting that this was someone else who had died, but. Yes. "I had a similar experience over the weekend," he admitted. "I understand that it's very hard, but you have to move on."

Re: Talk to Steve

[onapalebicycle]

George was ... holding it together. More or less.

"I-I know," she said. "I just ... it's so fucking wrong. I d-don't know how to ..."

She didn't mean to be swearing in front of a teacher. She hadn't even realized she had said it. Sorry, Steve.

Re: Talk to Steve

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"Language," Steve said, almost on automatic. "If you need to leave class this week, I understand. But if you want to talk, I'm here now, and I have office hours on Friday."

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[onapalebicycle]

At first, George thought he meant that she needed to speak French or something. She only realized it a half-second later, and it brought her up short.

"I'm -- okay," she said. "I'll ... I'll do the assignment."

She was going to fucking pull it together. Okay. She could do this.

"Thanks."