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Anonymous Tue 30 Jul 2024 07:05:46 No.67834407 Report

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>>67834353
I acutally lasted awake long enough for Banco to appear , I fell asleep right after.
>>67834355
Well damn lol , I was gonna ask for a continuation of this greentext I asked for the other day , If you don't mind

Anonymous Tue 30 Jul 2024 07:46:42 No.67835116 Report

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>I find myself back in Scaler's office, another set of papers I have to sign off on. To say the district is making her life miserable is an understatement. I watch as she scribbles down a while on what can only be called a mountain of paperwork.
>Thankfully the particularities of last time isn't brought up. A bit embarrassing on both fronts I suppose. I really don't mind, though. I snap my thoughts forward as I notice she's looking at me.
>"I don't suppose I could get you to come and fill these out with me, again?
>I very quickly nod and pull my chair over. She lets out a quick snorty laugh before I take my seat.
>"Half expected you to ask for something in return."
>I tilt my head at her. She's giving me a bit of a strange smile back. It does something to the back of my brain that I'm not sure about. I nervously nod and go about the work.
>I'm handed a stack. A full on stack. It's weighty. It could hurt someone. My god they really expect this from just her?
>I shake my head and put my nose to the grindstone. It's so very much fluff and repetition. It's mind numbing and horrendous. I suddenly gain a deep understanding of why that coffee mug of hers refuses to be anywhere close to empty. I'm feeling the drag rather hard now not even a quarter done.
>Thankfully Scaler's voice pulls me out of this prison I call form filling.
>"Alright any more and I'm going postal." she slides her chair back and roughly tosses a pen on the stack, scattering it slightly.
>She shoots an eye to me. "Inco."
>"Yes, Ms. Scaler?"
>"I'm gonna step out a minute." she pauses.
>"You wanna join?"
>I consider for even the briefest of moments being alone in here with the beast of a billion sheets and bark out an answer the second another dotted line even thinks of existing in my head.
>"Yes. Yes please."
>She nods and stands, stretching. I have to make effort not to look. I feel a bit awful about even considering leering.
cont.

Anonymous Tue 30 Jul 2024 07:55:09 No.67835245 Report

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>>67835116
>She relaxes and motions for me to follow as we trot down the hallway, almost fully empty. Classes are live, as a matter of fact.
>I'm drug to the break room and handed a mug of thick black sludge calling itself coffee. I heartily accept and dump a packet or two of sugar and milk into the thing to make it at least palatable.
>"Not a big coffee fan?" I'm teased.
>"No but at this point I'll take whatever I can get." I feel the heat flare behind my sore eyes as I drink a drop. Strong stuff.
>Our little foray doesn't end here, however. I'm led once again out a back door in the lounge. A dingy little back alley, almost invisible where the dumpster not here.
>Scaler leans up against the brick walls. I join her. I take another big swig and feel it course in me. That's the stuff.
>I notice movement out of the corner of my eye as Scaler pulls out... a flask and pours a bit in her cup, mindlessly pointing at me as she sips.
>I stare at it and swallow. If it works for her I suppose there's no reason it can't work for me. I graciously accept and pour some for me, too. Making sure to not go nearly as deep as she did.
>As I hand it to her back her eyes blink confusedly for a moment.
>"Did...did I just hand that to you?"
>"Yes?"
>"Not a word to anyone about this."
>"Sure." I take a sip. That's awful. Beyond awful. Makes my fingers tingle, though. I go for another.
>"Sorry about that." she's a bit down as she stares at her cup.
>"I get it. Can't be at full steam all the time. Not without help." I recount a fun little fact.
>"You ever looked into how many artists are on every sort of drug imaginable? More than aren't." I find the words a bit slippery in my mouth as I take another big swig. Much less awful this time.
>"Amen." she toasts to insobriety. We finish our cups but there is no motion to move back inside.
>I glance over to notice Scaler staring at the asphalt.
cont.

Anonymous Tue 30 Jul 2024 08:06:46 No.67835428 Report

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>>67835245
>"Miss Scaler?"
>"Kid at this point just call me Edna."
>I try her name out. "Edna."
>"Yeah?"
>"You okay?"
>"... you know no one's asked me that in a while. I guess I am."
>"You guess?"
>"Been a while since I've checked."
>We stand quietly for another moment. I guess this is why the call the stuff liquid courage. I speak again.
>"You know you can ask me if you need help."
>"I doubt you'd be much help for my problems."
>"Try me." I'm surprised at my own voice. It seems to find it's way out before I can beat it into the shape I want it to be.
>She folds her arms. "Alright fine, then. You know how hard it is to find a date when you're my age AND a principal?" she shakes her head. "Like fishing in a sand dune."
>"Surely you could find someone to date you. I mean you're so pretty."
>Scaler points that strange look at me again.
>"And nice."
>"Hah!" she slaps her leg with a hand. "That's a first! "Nice"? Me?"
>"Well you are." I deflate a bit.
>"Are you.. being serious right now, Inco?"
>"I don't see why I would joke right now."
>Miss Scaler... Edna looks at me again. Longer this time.
>"Remind me to not get any alcohol into you."
>I nod along.
>She sighs and starts to walk over to me, one hand on her hip and one on her mug.
>"You ever been on a date?"
>"No ma'am."
>She sighs once again, hand that was holding her mug now pulling double duty as a brow pincher.
>"So how would you know."
>"You could teach me."
>A solitary eye peeks through her pinch.
>"Teach you?"
>"Why not?"
>"Because that would entail going on a date. You don't learn this kind of thing without experience.
>I pause a bit, thinking. Not something that is easy at the moment. Regardless it produces a thought.
>"Doesn't that solve two problems at once?"
>"What?"
>"I learn about dates and you uh, get a date?" I shrug
>Edna blinks a few times, speaking under her breath. "Get a student drunk then take 'em out. Wow."
>"You're sure?" She drops her hand and questions me.
cont. Drunko is a riot.

Anonymous Tue 30 Jul 2024 08:15:38 No.67835540 Report

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>I merely shrug. "Can't be that bad."
>"For you, maybe."
>"I'll get better at it."
>"Not what I meant." she folds her arms and contemplates.
>"You have to promise. No one hears of this. And just once."
>"Alright."
>She shakes her head and glances sidelong at me.
>"Just to check, you're serious."
>"Dead."
>"And you don't find me too old?"
>"Not at all."
>"And...attractive."
>"Yup."
>"You're aware of what happens on dates?"
>"Holding hands and uh, maybe kissing?"
>"That's right. And you want that?"
>"Yes. I thought I was clear." I start to get a bit restless at her circular questions.
>"Then you're saying you'd be okay with kissing me."
>"Stands to reason."
>She moves in slightly closer. I notice a blush on her that hadn't been there before.
>"And you're not teasing me."
>"N-No." I find it much harder to speak now that she's this close. Even with a bit of social lubricant in me.
>She leans in even closer.
>"Then prove it."
>"Uhm, how?"
>I find her mouth mere inches from mine.
>"A kiss."
>I swallow. Alright. Alright we're doing this. Not my first idea of how this goes but she's right. I take a breath and hold it. I move in and my mouth touches hers.
>I pull back and she looks at me a bit angry.
>"There?"
>"That's not really a kiss."
>"Then uh, show me?"
>And shown I am. The first thing I notice is I can taste the coffee in her mouth. It's very very nice.
>She pulls back and suddenly goes wide eyed.
>"Shit. Shit I really just-" she steps back
>"That was nice." I taste my mouth a bit. Still running my tongue through it.
>She blinks a few times wildly.
>"Can we do that again?"
>She just about doubles over in laughter.
>"Alright, alright enough. Remember. No one can learn about this."
>I nod. My lips are sealed. Er, poor choice of words.
>She shakes her head one more time before walking by me. "What the hell's come over me."
>I follow along quickly. I'm starting to get a bit dizzy. Maybe that infirmary trip's for the best.
cont one more. Also Drinko not Drunko.

Anonymous Tue 30 Jul 2024 08:22:54 No.67835638 Report

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>Before I know it I'm laying flat on my back and trying to get the world to hold still.
>"You're quite the lightweight." Edna's here with me it seems.
>"Urgh." is all that comes out of me.
>"Try to relax. I've got you a bucket here if you get sick." I feel movement and hear it set closer.
>"This happen every time?" I feel just about ready to never drink again.
>"Not every time. Only if you drink too much."
>"I liked the first part."
>"Most do."
>I sigh and close my eyes, holding on for dear life.
>"Edna?"
>"Yeah?"
>"Do you think I'm weird?" I ask, a bit questioning my own sanity at how I'm acting and feeling at the moment.
>"Well, yeah. Sorry."
>I sigh.
>"But maybe it's a good kind."
>"Huh?" I open my eyes again. Bad play. It swirls worse now.
>"I can't say you're not weird when you claim you enjoy hanging around a fossil like me."
>"Guess I am just weird then." I feel the swirling calming slightly.
>"If it makes you feel better I guess I'm weird too."
>It does.
>"That makes us a pair, then."
>A snort again.
>"Poor choice of words."
>I feel her lean over and peck me on the cheek. How nice.

Fin. Drinko is hilariously fun to write. Also I'm spent for today, hope you enjoyed.