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Guidance Counselor's Office, Tuesday
There was a guidance counselor in the guidance counselor's office.
During actual office hours.
It was a mid-week miracle!
... She was also making paper planes out of a small pile of Valentine's Day themed junk mail. Because reasons. Which had largely to do with Valentine's Day being utter bollocks. Cheery!
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MCA #5, Sunday Afternoon
Sarah hadn't checked her mail in a while. Just hadn't really felt like it. There was never anything good in there anyway. It took the deep, all-encompassing boredom of a wintery Sunday afternoon for her to finally - sighing, of course - shift the small mountain of mail onto her kitchen table and start shifting through it ( Read more... ) -
MCA #5, Late Tuesday Morning
Sarah had no recollection of at any point during her stay in London having neither bought nor packed what was most aptly described as a small mountain of bags of crisps. And yet here they were, tumbling out of the bag she hadn't really bothered to unpack until now ( Read more... ) -
MCA #5, Wednesday Morning
Perfectly ordinary morning here at MCA apartment number five. Sarah had wrestled herself out of bed and rubbed at her eyes and sighed at the general disarray of everything and whether she should go out to her office today, and while she was thinking about that, she wandered into the kitchen to get her morning tea started ( Read more... ) -
MCA #5, Friday Evening
Jenny was coming to visit tomorrow. No fighting her, apparently, though God knew Sarah had tried. She didn't need any bloody visitors at this time! But the administration had cocked up and sent Jenny an invitation, and there was no stopping her when she got the idea of cheering someone up in her head ( Read more... ) -
MCA #5, All Day Thursday
To recap, the last week or so in Sarah’s life:
First, three days more or less entirely spent in bed with her ex-boyfriend. Yes, the one who’d fucked off to be a hero in space a few years back. Yes, the one she had not been over ever since. That one. Guy Gardner, ginger bloody menace and royal pain in her heart ( Read more... ) -
MCA #5, Saturday Morning
As far as Sarah was concerned, this was a perfectly ordinary Saturday. She'd slept in late, had some brekkie, was lounging around on the couch with something mindless on the telly. And considering the way last Saturday had gone - she felt like she'd only just recuperated from the hangover, if not the mental fallout of it all - she thought this one ( Read more... ) -
Guidance Counselor's Office, Thursday
There was a surly Elecroclash in the guidance counselor's office.
This was nothing new, no matter what the particular reasons may have been this time. Nothing particularly new about the fact that emails had gone out to random students again, inviting them in for counseling check-ups. The administration had vaguely said they might be targeting new ( Read more... ) -
The Fortress, Sarah's London, Saturday
It had been decided Sarah wasn't going to the picnic. By Sarah. Because she felt she got the best quality decisions when she made them all by herself. New kids could just as well meet her during office hours next week. She wasn't portaling back and forth for that. Or the free food, even ( Read more... ) -
A Forest in Sarah's England, Why Would Anyone Do This, Wednesday Fandom Time
Sigh. Guess this retreat thing wasn't one hundred percent proof bollocks.
Alex had caused a small forest fire. That had been moderately amusing. And yeah, yeah, whatever, maybe there was some comfort to be derived from being around Jenny for an extended period of time after so long ( Read more... )