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[chocorosary]

[the first stage of grief is denial, which is why, when he had got the letter detailing when his departure would be he had ripped it up and thrown it away. Anger was fine; he had taken out several of the moose on his way over. Bargaining was rarely his style. So now he had no note, no bullets, and had informed no one of his eventual removal from

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[blame_the_devil]

[is just smoking silently beside you. who knows for how long I've stood there]

[chocorosary]

[not me! too busy wallowing in self-pity, sry]

[blame_the_devil]

Timetable says it won't be here for several hours.

[chocorosary]

[glances over at him]

There's a timetable?

[chocorosary]

I wonder the same about you most of the time.

[chocorosary]

You must have experience with that.

[ask_jeevas]

*walks up to the end of the bench and just stands there*

Hey.

[chocorosary]

[doesn't even look up at Matt before responding]

Hey.

[ask_jeevas]

*sits down at the opposite end*

So. Going home I guess?

[chocorosary]

Yeah; after all this fucking time the principal's forcing me out.