Morgan Trudy: Welcome back everyone.
Zepp: Thank you so much. Really, I appreciate it.
Morgan Trudy: Okay… So did everyone do---
Mark: WAIT!
Morgan Trudy: What?
Mark: I have to go to the bathroom.
Morgan Trudy: … Okay… Hurry…
*Mark leaves room then enters one minute later*
Mark: There’s a dead body in the bathroom.
Amanda: JOHN!
*John enters room*
John: Sup
Morgan Trudy: Okay… So did we all do our homework?
*everyone but Jill goes wide-eyed*
Jill: Yes ma’am. *Gives three papers to Morgan and the pencil*
Morgan Trudy: Anyone else? Remember, you had to write down who you hated and why…
Everyone: Oh! Yes, *gives papers and pencils back to Morgan*
Morgan Trudy: Good. Now, before we share our essays, I will ask a question and we will all answer truthfully, got it? Alright, first question, what is something you feel you need to obsess less over?
John: Bathrooms
Amanda: Boys
Daniel: Drugs
Lawrence: Children
John: Whoa pedo *laughs*
Adam: Lawrence
Mark: The Earth
*everyone goes quiet*
Amanda: …W…What?
Mark: The Earth man, like, totally, Mother Nature is like my soul…. totally…
Eric: What crack have you been smoking?
Morgan Trudy: Okay, next question…--
*Peter enters room*
Morgan Trudy: Um… This is a therapy session, you aren’t aloud to disturb the patience; can you please leave?
Mark: Peter, my man! How’s it going brotha? *Mark gets up and walks towards Peter, then they do a handshake* Come to join the therapy, bro?
Peter: You know it.
Morgan Trudy: And who are you?
Peter: I’m Peter Strahm, and I’m sexy.
Mark: *Falls down laughing*
Morgan Trudy: Alrighty then…. Grab a chair and sit down…
Peter: *Takes a chair and sits on it*
Morgan Trudy: Alright, so, we have a new guest…
John: Hey Strahm, how’s it going?
Peter: Pretty good, you know, just chilling at home.
Mark: Haven’t seen you for awhile
Peter: Well… that’s probably because you killed me…
Mark: True my brother, that’s like, totally true.
Morgan Trudy: Alright... let’s share our homework now… First paper… let me read it. *proceeds to read the paper* I absolutely hate Cecil. He caused my miscarriage, and he JABBED A DOORKNOB THREW MY STOMACH! Stupid bastard. Oh, I also hate Hoffman, he made my whole face rip open. And that’s who I hate and why.
