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[timisnotme]

Apparently no one in this school is capable of going ten minutes without running into a wall or setting something on fire. Markus, dressed in black long-sleeved coveralls and matching mechanic style hat, is currently sweeping the glass from a broken window into a dustpan. Near him is his cart full of garbage bags, chemicals, box cutters, a

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[dashboardlite]

Dean is on his break, roaming the halls to stretch his legs, a can of Coke in one hand. He pauses by his bro the janitor, grimacing at the mess on the floor.

"Geez, who did it now? You'd think the trigger-happy DC* would be on their asses. I think they're slackin'."

*DC - Shorthand for Disciplinary Committee. Dean has the tendency to give things nicknames.

*brofist*

[timisnotme]

He sighs and shakes his head. Another day at this damn school. He actually hadn' seen Hibari in a while, which honestly was okay with him. Markus points across the way. There's five broken windows in this hallway.

*brofist forever*

[dashboardlite]

He doesn't particularly care for the "run roughshod over everything" methods of the Disciplinary Committee, but unless things get really drastic, he's certainly not going to say anything.

Dean's horror grows as he realizes how much broken glass there really is in this hallway.

"Jesus," he mumbles. "Who did this?"

[timisnotme]

He shrugs, he hadn't been there when it happened. He had just been woken up crazy early in the morning by a flailing and hysterical staff member to deal with it. There were serious downsides to living on the campus.

He already had three of them cleaned and taped up and was working on the fourth. He was going to have so much paperwork to do to replace these windows.

[dashboardlite]

"Yeesh."

He stares for another minute, one finger tapping the can of Coke in his hand.

"...look, dude, I'm on my break. Why dontcha give me the forms you have to fill out for maintenance, and I'll do 'em for you? I know they're a pain in the ass."

[timisnotme]

He tilts his head at Dean, and then shakes his head. He can handle it. He points at Dean's briefcase full of papers to grade. Dean has it a bit worse here.

Actually, he's trying to make this last as long as possible so that he doesn't have to clean the boys locker room. If he stalls long enough maybe Nagi will get to it.

Wishful thinking.

[dashboardlite]

Dean looks at his briefcase, makes another face, and then shrugs.

"All right, suit yourself. I'll just...put off these homework assignments until the last minute. Like usual."

He grins, "Lemme know if you see any kids breakin' windows so I can talk to 'em before the DC gets all RAMBO on their sorry hides, right?"

[timisnotme]

He nods and then shrugs. With five broken windows they deserved whatever Hibari dished out. As long as the janitor got to watch.

Markus glanced down at his watch, six more hours till he was off. He pointed at Dean and then himself and then jerked a thumb over his shoulder. Still on for hanging out tonight right? Night of the Living Dead?

[dashboardlite]

Dean checks his own watch and makes a face. He's only got fifteen minutes left of his break and a whole lecture after this. Glancing back up at Markus and catching the gestures, he grins broadly.

"Movie? Oh, Hell yeah, it's still on. You got any booze, or should I bring Cas?" He chuckles. "The poor guy's been turnin' water into wine all day."

[timisnotme]

He picks up a coffee cup that smells decidedly like something 800 proof and tasting of paint thinner. He's well aware of Cas' issues today.

He nods, he's got a fridge full.

[dashboardlite]

"Cool. Guys' night out, then."

Not that Castiel isn't a guy, but Markus always seems kind of suspicious of Cas. Well, and the fact that Cas is an angel. Despite the gruff voice and stubble, it still makes him...sort of girlier.

Right? Right. Completely logical.

"Let's say six, then? We can order pizza."

[timisnotme]

Hells yes. He gives a thumbs up to that idea. Little does he know that this may be his only chance ever to partake of beer and pizza, he better take advantage of it.

He glances up as the bell rings and the hallway is filled with chattering kids. He eyes every one of them as if they may be potential window breakers.

[dashboardlite]

Dean offers him another apologetic expression concerning the state of the windows, gives a little mock salute, and heads off down the hallway.