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     With his day occupied with work, Rod made sure to use the evening to make it up to his roommates-- his children, his babies. Einstein would be the first to greet Rod when he comes home. He’d already be at the door, tail swinging behind him as the St. Bernard patiently waited for attention. Rod would sit on the floor, allot the time for some cuddles and petting. Soon enough, two similar looking beagles run to them and the neophyte biology teacher would forget about the day’s exhaustion and mental stress, replaced by the comfort of his pets. Anna and Andy are ahead of themselves, leashes already in their mouths. Einstein would wait for Rod to be ready and leash already by the door, ready to be used. 

     Once the welcome home greetings end, Rod would take all three dogs out for a stroll, maybe get some food before heading home. Today, they walk to the city proper instead of the park. Rod saw a taco store the other day while out for groceries and he’s been wanting to give the place a try!

     He lined up to the counter, all three dogs beside him. They’re usually well behaved and don’t bother other people, so when one of them-- Einstein-- started moving away and approaching stranger, Rod wondered what was up. The St. Bernard was sniffing the leg of a stranger-- no, not a stranger. He looked familiar. Red eyes, an annoyed look on his face... He saw him at Harvest Academy before, at the lounge. One of the teachers that Rod was intimidated by and tried not to cross. So much for precautions...

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It had been a while since Chase was in the kitchen, but today he decided to spice things up. Literally. Having some leftover seafood from his last assignment, he used that to make shrimp chili. Since he organized the cook books the last time he was in this classroom, finding a recipe was much easier.

Finally getting some peace and quiet, he was able to finish the dish fairly quick. But alas, nothing lasts forever. It wasn’t long before he heard footsteps enter. At least he got to enjoy that moment of silence. It was probably one of the only times he would be alone during his time here. 

“If you’re here to be a taste tester, you can leave now. This is for an assignment, not your stomach,” he stated making the mistake to not check who it was. 

Chase glanced back behind him. He did a double take. No. It was his band teacher, Mr. Price of all people. Why was he in here? This was the wrong classroom?!

Since Lanna was a new student, she didn’t exactly know the school campus like the back of her hand. She had barely figured out where all her classes were. All she needed to know was where the fishing club would be held. Since it was the end of the day, everyone was rushing out of class and making plans to hang out after school. 

She sighed and adjusted the books she was carrying. She stood alone in the hallway until a bright idea appeared in her head. 

Why don’t I just ask a teacher? Surely they know.

Lanna chewed on the inside of her cheek for a moment. Her eyes searched the hallways for someone. She caught sight of a man with messy blond hair walking away.

“Hey! You over there! Wait up!” she called out to the man. 

When she caught up to the man, she took a second to catch her breath. These books were a little heavier than she thought.  

We’re sorry to see you go, but we hope you can come back soon! We wish you the best!

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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.

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Since Pierre started working here, he had been meaning to talk with Maya about becoming a teacher assistant. Not only did he love cooking and food, but he figured that he could offer some tips from his days of being a gourmet chef. He entered the classroom only to find she wasn’t in there. Oh well, maybe he’ll try another time. 

He was on his way out when he almost ran into a short tall blond man. 

“Oh! Sorry about that!” he chuckled. 

There was a short moment of peace since her students decided that they’d like to get something to eat, so she took this opportunity to pull out her phone and texted a few of her fellow teachers just to check up on them. It couldn’t hurt to let them know that she was thinking of them during this stressful time, no? Neil was always a different story though, even if they had known each other since their high school days.

“I’m thankful that Neil and Allen weren’t paired up,” she whispered to herself, being careful to keep her phone’s screen out of Allen’s sight.

♡ – [text] Hiya Neil~! :D I hope you’re enjoying the event! How are you and Rod doing? ♡ – [text] Allen has been open to trying out most of the games and even the rides themselves. ♡ – [text] Oh, and please let me know if you need a drink or something to eat. I don’t mind sharing with you.

Maya and Neil get some children chicken after the pool party. Yum.