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Who: All the teachers.  All of them.
Where: First floor; Teachers' Lounge
When: May 5th, in between classes, during breaks, before/after school.
Rating: TBD.  Teachers can have such potty-mouths.
Summary: A decent-sized room for a large school filled with kids and staff.  Students, beware venturing into this unknown territory unless explicitly seeking assistance from a teacher.  Likely they will not take kindly to the intrusion upon this sacred, hallowed ground.

The Story: Sometimes, teachers need a reprieve from the stressful life of grading papers and projects.  Sometimes they simply want to relax on shoddy couches and eat the stale bagels left over from the Parent-Teacher Association meeting yesterday afternoon.  Sometimes they just need to rant rave about their students, or discuss the importance of Herodotus with their colleagues, or question whether or not they really ought to be overanalyzing Shakespeare and Chaucer when the dudes were clearly just messing with future generations.

This is the place to do it.  Let the frustration, relaxation, and libations caffeinated beverages flow freely!  The Teachers' Lounge is a safe haven for your wearied mind.

Also, there is coffee.

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He replies to Bhamba's comment with a smirk. "I wish I could do the same with these students. It baffles me how a number of them even excelled this far in their education."

His attention is drawn to the notebook on the table in front of Ms. Brennan as she asks him a question. "A student drawing in class instead of paying attention, I presume." He hands her his napkin, eyebrow raising at seeing her expression, the smirk turning into a smile.

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She smiles appreciatively at Mr. Wesker as she takes the napkin. "Thank you." She wipes the coffee from the notebook's cover, but there's already a stain. Sigh.

"Reading. It looks like one of those notebooks where students write letters to each other and then pass it on. Definitely wasn't paying attention, though. And I haven't read it for fear of what I'll find. He looked very embarrassed when I took it."