Old Cassettes, And Pencil Shavings

Old Cassettes, And Pencil Shavings

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❛❛I'm the TA, for class 804 ma'am." ❛❛Wait... what? ❜❜ ❛❛Yep! Now, do you happen to know the person who teaches in room 433. ❜❜ Megan twitched a little. ❛❛ YOU MORON! THAT'S ME!❜❜ ❛❛Agh! Sorry ma'am. No worries, i'm just a little late.❜❜ ❛❛SCHOOL STARTED 5 HOURS AGO YOU LITTLE-❜❜ ❛❛Language! ❜❜ In which she realizes that teaching a class is like building a paper boat, only to have him sink it in the end.
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