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Monday: Art class
Characters: Roxie Richter, any and all Fortitude studentsBeing 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.
Format: Any
This log is: open
Location: Art class
Summary: ART CLASS. Tag Roxie, or thread around amongst yourselves.
Warnings: art class
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."
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She really, really hopes he doesn't ask any pushy questions like "What do I draw" or "How do I draw" or "Do you even know what you're doing".
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He grabs the closest piece of scrap paper and writes on it, holding it up to her. It's rather simple. All the paper says is 'Tips?' on it. He isn't even asking how to draw or anything. Just pointers.
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"Uh... use a pencil," she suggests. "You have one of those, right? Or there's some paint over on those shelves." She gestures to the side of the room.
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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.
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"Have fun." And she opens up a book and starts reading.
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Way to be a problem child, Dave.
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"Something the matter?"