Office Hours | Tuesday | January 25
John had...no idea why he'd brought his stupid toaster with him to work today. Really, just no idea. The only answer he had was that Talyn had been asleep and a little under the weather and John had been worried about boredom so he'd brought the toaster. He was already regretting that.
Toasty hadn't shut up they'd gotten to the school. It was almost like the toaster remembered this place and had been expecting some huge welcome home event in his honor. When there was no ticker tape parade, he'd gotten a little pissed and had taken his ire out on John.
It was always fun getting insulted by a rhyming toaster. John was trying to ignore him while he worked but Toasty was vicious. John was going to dump water in the toaster at some point.
[Open office hours! For those that don't know, Toasty's a sentient toaster, built years ago by Bridge Carson, that rhymes at you and is pretty damn mean unless you're Angela Chase. Feel free to stop by if you want to be rhymed at!]
Toasty hadn't shut up they'd gotten to the school. It was almost like the toaster remembered this place and had been expecting some huge welcome home event in his honor. When there was no ticker tape parade, he'd gotten a little pissed and had taken his ire out on John.
It was always fun getting insulted by a rhyming toaster. John was trying to ignore him while he worked but Toasty was vicious. John was going to dump water in the toaster at some point.
[Open office hours! For those that don't know, Toasty's a sentient toaster, built years ago by Bridge Carson, that rhymes at you and is pretty damn mean unless you're Angela Chase. Feel free to stop by if you want to be rhymed at!]