Yo, Professor Crocker! I've got a message for you!

Huh. I think I got hit with a virus. ...I feel pretty good!

((OOC: WARNING, THERE IS ADULT CONTENT OF THE SEX VARIETY WITHIN THE ACTION SPAM. PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK.))

At the most, it was maybe five minutes after their conversation that a giant, glowing doorway opened up right in Shito's room. Devit emerged a few seconds later, alone, miserable-looking, and hugging himself like his life depended on it. He stopped about a foot inside and glanced around awkwardly.

"So, uh. I'm here?"

I. HATE. HIGH SCHOOL.