Zack... had cookies. Cookies for, like, everyone. Ever. Or everyone that he'd seen on the other side, at least. Which apparently included a few of the teachers.
Because last week couldn't have gotten any more uncomfortable.
He knocked on Professor Durden's office door, clutching the bag of Oreos to his chest.
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Date: 2009-08-05 01:34 pm (UTC)Because last week couldn't have gotten any more uncomfortable.
He knocked on Professor Durden's office door, clutching the bag of Oreos to his chest.