Technically technical all the time Bookaholic Doyle supposed he could speak with Cassandra about his supplies after the staff meeting he had nearly forgotten about in all the chaos. He rounded the corner and came to the door of the staff room. After muttering the password so that no passing students could hear, the door swung open and he stepped inside. It seemed he was actually a bit early for the meeting as not many staff had yet arrived. He side stepped the women who seemed to be rather engrossed in their conversation and headed toward his usual chair.
__________________ 
Blast from the past! |