So class today had been a bit dull, what with it just being unknowable cryptography; I mean, Tuesday, right? Not terribly unexpected. Cecil had livened it up a bit by making his message to the future all about the wonders of Carlos
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Cecil was somehow getting used to the fact his roommate was a librarian; he even felt sort of daring. And he was very slowly getting used to the - ugh! - humidity. He'd been rather guiltily enjoying eating bread and cookies and other wheat and wheat by-products, having been assured they didn't go evil here
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Cecil was a little hesitant about using a portal to travel after what had happened last time, but there were no evil, twisted döppelgangers this time, just an expected amount of discomfort and existential angst at traveling through the multiverse. And then a slight walk to the school's lawn
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"Hello, this is Cecil. If this is someone from Fandom, just speak after the beep, and I imagine this thing will let me know. If you're calling from Night Vale, whisper your message into the refrigerator fruit bin, then take out a mango and hurl it into the void, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can! Thanks!"