>Somethings are too good to be true
>Leon said it would just be a quick favor that would set me square on an I.O.U.
>Walk a bag full of “misplaced” electronics from one classroom to another
>Best part was it lined up with my free period as my counseling had been canceled for the day
>An opening that Leon was far too perceptive to and opportunistic with
>One misstep and an easy handoff turned into an unfortunate encounter with a behemoth of a ankylosaurus
>”You. Puny Student. Hand over intelligence now!”
>As if the chance encounter had any other outcome
>The knapsack of electronic practically vanished into the Misha’s roughly padded palms
>”Uh, that’s not mine, I was ju-”
>”Come with me.”
>A second hand lands on my shoulder with firm reassurance that the man does not deal in uncertainties
>That was half an hour ago
>Currently I’m sitting in an archaic desk in an empty classroom hosting one on one detainment with the strong silent saurian
>An occasional page turn breaks the monotony of clock ticks softly pulsing throughout the room while the burly bloke
>Shortly after mutual poor timing he had passed the bag on to the ever social posturing principal for his professional disciplinarian opinion
>Can’t help but feel like everyone’s time would be better spent sending me home
>Chances are he knows Leon is involved
>Despite his silence the literature teacher seems to have a keen eye for deduction
>That or distrust was common place within such a line of work
>Either way
>The Allosaurus is likely getting the worst of it as we speak while I’m just sitting here twiddling my thumbs
>”Do not play with phone!”
>Fucking Anklo has eyes in the back of his head
>”Yes sir”
>”You want me to take baby device away!?”
>”No sir”
>He was no disciplinarian
>In fact he was ordinarily soft spoken and quite patient
>But he had little tolerance for electronic devices in any classroom capacity