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Sorry to hear that. Oh, that sounds nice! I hope the pizza was good, and you didn’t lose your eyebrows at the bonfire?

My weekend was good. Pride stuff and all that. How was yours?

No. Apparently they didn’t know I hate pizza. That or it was just the ten thousandth cut to send me off with. Why? Have you lost your eyebrows at a bonfire before?

I’s not weird to miss them, I think. Maybe a proper end of the year party? Cupcakes, music, play some games with them- give them a great memory to remember you by. I remember the teachers who let us have end of the year parties & who didn’t.

 & who knows, maybe you’ll see them all again one day.

Thanks. Those beady little eyes step on my heart I guess. I’ll see them again at their graduation in three years, but I don’t know if it will be the same when they don’t hate me anymore for giving them homework. 

There is nothing wrong with that! I am sure you would still be able to visit them too if you really wanted to. I would say go out to dinner or evening have a nice night in could be a good way to reward yourself for all your hard work. 

I could—and I will—but it won’t be the same. I probably wouldn’t like them as much if I couldn’t give them detentions whenever they starting pissing me off. So do I go out or stay in? I can’t do both. Going out to dinner by myself sounds more like a swan song than a celebration.

I mean, to be fair, you’ve spent nine months with them? So….not really? Did you figure out how you’re celebrating? 

You bring up a good point. My anxiety probably has less to do with my kids as it does with having my schedule interrupted. Which I hate. Well my second class ordered pizzas, and my brother Mac actually set up a small bonfire. I haven’t figured out what to do for myself though.

Did you ever consider that maybe I just wanna eat cake and torture you?

Alcohol, that’s a great way to celebrate.

Yes, I'd love for you to buy me a drink. Thanks for asking.

Yes.

You wouldn’t say that to the card they made for me.

Dude. I’m so proud. Well, you know I have something planned for us to celebrate, anyway. Don’t worry, it’s just us. 

You’re embarrassing is what. Oh really? What’s that supposed to be? Not another bouncy castle. 

It’d be more weird if you didn’t give a shit at all. We should have a party. Get cake and invite people over and everything.

I’m a student with a part - time job. I can’t afford to waste money hiring a mover. 

Is it a waste though? I wouldn’t gamble all my furniture on some of the people who live in this building. But warm welcomes.