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As the Volleyball Coach, Felicity made sure to be as hands-on as possible since she believed it was better to show, not tell, and she also didn’t like just standing on the sidelines as everyone else did all of the work so her students were pretty used to her running around with them as they practiced. This time was no different than any other day, but there was a small factor that the blonde completely forgot about near the end of the hour. As a way to get to know the newest staff members, she had invited Allen to meet up with her for lunch, and she didn’t notice him walking into the gym a minute ago. Unfortunately for him, her back was facing him and she wasn’t exactly paying attention to her surroundings like a normal person should be.

Felicity was running towards her corner of the court to keep the ball from going out of bounds, when the next thing she knew, her body came to an abrupt stop when it collided with something taller than herself-- preventing her from stopping the ball that came hurling in their direction-- That was only the first step to Allen’s personal demise, in the next second he was hit in the arm by the lone rocket volleyball, right before the two of them finally toppled over onto the cold, hard floor. It was true that a lot could happen in a mere few seconds, but this was probably a horrible combination of bad luck for a single person to step into the wrong place at the wrong time.

A very dazed and confused Felicity managed to lift her head after shaking off the tingling the feeling in her shoulder, then she turned her attention to the redhead lying beneath her. The first thing that came to mind was whether or not she just killed a man, so she pushed herself up by using Allen’s shoulders and quickly hovered over him to get a better look at him.

Aww, we’re sad to see you go! We hope you can come back in the future~

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     Only an hour has passed since they all started drinking and singing, but Rod was already red and flustered. Unlike Neil or Allen, he didn’t drink often and was admittedly a lightweight. He can’t hold his drink too well but he didn’t want to be unfair so he tried to keep up with the two guys he was hanging out tonight. He planned this after all, and it took a miracle to get the two to hang out together with him. They always got into arguments... but hopefully with food, booze and karaoke, they can loosen up a little!

     Rod certainly has. A little too much, even.

     “You are--” He turned to Allen all dramatically and pointed his free hand at him while singing along, “--my fire. My one--” Then to Neil. “--desiiiiire.”

     He continued to sing along to Backstreet boy’s “I want it that way”, never missing a beat and knowing the entire lyrics by heart. The alcohol was making him act goofier than normal and it showed through his dramatic gesture and over the top singing attempt. When the song came to an end, Rod clapped for himself and flopped right back to the couch, just between Allen and Neil. He had a huge grin on his face as he passed the mic on to Neil.

Just don’t overload yourself~

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To say Illuminata had a purpose behind meandering over to the elective building would be more than a small stretch. While it wasn’t exactly aimless wandering, she didn’t exactly have a specific location or person in mind for where she was heading. Just a need to relieve some boredom while she had a free period.

Suffice to say her usual targets main friends were busy with their own work, and the garden was a bit preoccupied by one of the science classes or something.

So she meandered and she loitered, glancing in door windows to see what was going on in the classes she passed. Cooking class was being.... cooking class. There were both wonderful and largely concerning smells drifting from that room. All you could hear from the computer science room was the clickity clack of keyboards and the hum of computer fans. And then the shop classes were just a cacophony of both power and manual tools. Plus a(n un)healthy dose of sawdust flying in the air, choking one’s nose with sneezes.

But then she passed by the Cosmetology class room, and her attention was rather quickly piqued.It was a more subtle sound coming from it, and a peek through the open door showed only an instructor inside. With this piqued interest, Illuminata quietly and stealthily slid into the room, coming up behind the other teacher and trying to peek around him.

Swoons~