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“I sure wish I was. Am I?”

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Are YOU an alpaca?
“I sure wish I was. Am I?”

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send ✘ for a text that should never have been sent (OH BOY)
To Dr. Catshiro at 5:58pm
>So one would think that, ideally, one should never ingest, say, more than… How many cups of coffee??? Would someone be ok if somehow they lost track of their coffee intake and drank… oh, I don’t know…… eight-ish cups of coffee? I say eight-ish because someone may have, theoretically of course, er, passed out while drinking the eighth cup and oh god there is coffee everywhere. I told these children to get some sleep and look what happens. Coffee on my set, someone knocked out and slumped over the pile of fake swords, and now the tech crew is in a frenzy. This is absolute madness, Jiro-san!!
>Ehehehe whoops that was not supposed to send.
>I should take them to the hospital, shouldn’t I? /ᐠ。ꞈ。ᐟ\
Effort [Jiro | Pregame]
Hiroto repeated the name over and over in his mind as he hunted for a certain physician’s dorm room.
Oshiro Jiro, Oshiro Jiro, Oshiro Jiro...
Why was that so fun to say? He assumed it was because it was more amusing than the other thoughts weighing on his mind -- which were all regarding the homework he hadn’t started.
He was taking a sports medicine class, which was apparently required of all those with sports talents to take. This he found appalling, since they had never mentioned in the acceptance letter that he had to do anything special other than play soccer. He had assumed the academics at Hope’s Peak would be the same at his other school... and he had been wrong. Sure, he had the option to take the easiest courses in the normal required subjects, but sports med? There was only one course offered.
Hiroto stopped in front of the physician’s door. He assumed Jiro would be inside studying or doing physician-y things. To be honest, he wasn’t even sure a physician was a medical talent -- but for the sake of his grades, he held out hope.
He knocked on the door with great tenacity.
“Oshiro? You there?” he called out. “It’s Hoshi from your homeroom! I need some help with this health class thing. It’s kinda really super important.”
He shook the door handle, trying to open it. He had no time to lose, after all.
its not a doodle request, but, ✉
>You’re really a doctor?
>Like a real doctor????
>But you’re so young!!
>(◕⌓◕;)
>Dude, you’re crazy