#halobunny

MEMURIES

Mr. Jefferson, half awake and counting down the minutes, clicked through his laptop and typo’d a student’s grade as the song “Yellow Submarine” droned through the room. He went for his coffee, but it was empty. He blinked hard to keep himself up.

"Mr. Jefferson, did you know that John Lennon once said we live in a yellow submarine?"

“Yes, I know,” he answered, tired. “I don’t see what this has to do with–” He turned his head.

Nobody was in the art room. Maybe he was losing it. Maybe he needed to get another cup before hitting the road. Mr. Jefferson entered the last student’s grade and, to make sure, looked around again. It was like he thought: no one. The song murmured on.

….could you call me a sinbit or a sinunny. Or you could just call me at all because Angel is SINgle. //don’t encourage this or me

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“Excuse me, Angel? I’m going to need you to stop sinning. I named you Angel for a reason. You are not living up to your name. This is why I can’t get another rabbit if I wanted one, you’re a nasty sinner.”