Room 412 [Wednesday Evening]
Wes is just settling in for a fun-filled evening of goofing off and playing video games (he really needed to practice so he could beat Marco next time the two of them faced off) when the phone rings.
"Hey,"
"No, dad, I wasn't being disrespectful- I just wasn't expecting you to call here at school. No, I agree, I shouldn't answer the phone like that, even if I know it's just a friend calling. It won't happen again."
"...You cannot be serious."
"Sorry. Sorry. It's just- a board meeting? Me? Seriously? Don't you think I'm a bit too young for that sort of stuff?"
"You realise I'm gonna miss a class-"
"Yeah. Yeah, I'll be there. See you tomorrow, dad."
[ooc: eeeestablishy, as I must work like a crazy person this weekend.]
"Hey,"
"No, dad, I wasn't being disrespectful- I just wasn't expecting you to call here at school. No, I agree, I shouldn't answer the phone like that, even if I know it's just a friend calling. It won't happen again."
"...You cannot be serious."
"Sorry. Sorry. It's just- a board meeting? Me? Seriously? Don't you think I'm a bit too young for that sort of stuff?"
"You realise I'm gonna miss a class-"
"Yeah. Yeah, I'll be there. See you tomorrow, dad."
[ooc: eeeestablishy, as I must work like a crazy person this weekend.]