Monday: Art class

[bifurious]

Characters: Roxie Richter, any and all Fortitude students
Format: Any
This log is: open
Location: Art class
Summary: ART CLASS. Tag Roxie, or thread around amongst yourselves.
Warnings: art class

Being told she was supposed to teach art hadn't bothered Roxie. She didn't have a teaching license or anything, but whatever -- she knew art, she could teach art. She had better things to do, but she might as well help enrich the next generation's minds while she was at it. Or something.

Or so she thought until she sat down on Sunday night to come up with a lesson plan and found that she had no idea what she was doing.

Anyone coming into the art classroom on Monday morning will find Roxie sitting grumpily behind a desk. On the whiteboard behind her, she's scrawled the words, "DRAW SOMETHING."

Comments

[knightime]

Dave uses all his willpower to not smack his face against the table. This class is so bullshit already.

How stupid of him. Of course he needs a pencil to draw. Forget the fact he also needed the pencil to write Tips on this sheet of paper. He glances at the paint though. Maybe he could go finger painting all up in dis shit.

God that sounds so kindergarten.

[bifurious]

She takes it as a good sign that he's not writing another question. Good. She's not such a bad teacher.

"Have fun." And she opens up a book and starts reading.

[knightime]

Well. He attempts this drawing shit and probably like ten minutes in he flings his pencil across the room.

Way to be a problem child, Dave.

[bifurious]

Roxie lets out a small growl and looks back up at Dave.

"Something the matter?"