Noted, and I will do what I can but I am not particularly great with names.
The year will go by slowly with that attitude.
Well everyone is wearing name tags during class time so that should help you out.
Oh gee, I’ll have to perk up then.
Good for you, Mr. Clarington, you’re doing well indeed.
How are enjoying your classes?
You can call me Hunter if you like. Mr. Clarington is my Dad or my Grandpa. I’m too young to be called that.
The same way I usually enjoy them. Rarely.
How did that go?
No tardies yet, I’m starting off my senior year well.
I know you’ve been here for a while, love. That is why I’m assuming that you’d know to avoid getting in trouble at all costs. I don’t like seeing the people I actually like being punished in any way. Other people? I don’t really care. But you’re not just other people. If you’re not going to try and be good for yourself, at least do it for me. Please?
Sigh. Okay I’ll be good for you, Kitty cat. Start texting me in the morning to make sure I don’t go back to bed please? And how are you? I haven’t seen you in over a week I think it is.
Hunter. Darling. I think your knowledge of the repercussions that could be enforced in such a situation at this school should be enough to get you to class on time. This isn’t high school. The equivalent to a slap on the wrist here is being hung from the ceiling by your wrists. I’d rather not see that, so please get to class on time.
Kitty. Babe. I’ve been here for a while now and I’ve had more tardies than I can count, the worst I’ve gotten is having to stand up for the entire class. Besides, getting up in the morning is a struggle.
Let’s see if I can start the term without getting a tardy.
F2F: Come in.
(Backdated) F2F: [Swallows hard before coming in.] Hello Miss Corcoran, I came to ask permission for the students to have a party on Sunday. I believe it would be happening in Wyatt Sylvester’s room and everyone would be going back to their own room in time for curfew.