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Adam couldn't fucking believe this. Having to discuss his well thought out plans with another teacher was already tedious enough but with you of all people? God, it was like being back in high school again.
He angrily took another sip from his tea, trying to soothe himself with the minty soft flavour of the herbal tea. Better to focus on that than how the next 10 months of his life are going to be actual torture. Maybe worse. Adam wasn't sure if having his finger nails ripped out one by one would be worse than 10 months working with you.
A text from you lights up his phone, telling him to come to their classroom to discuss what the lesson plan will be for term one. Adam rolls his eyes as he grabs his tea, laptop bag and phone. It'll be a miracle if Adam doesn't end himself before term one is over.
Walking down the halls is quiet and peaceful as he breathes a sigh of relief. Maybe it won't be so bad. Maybe it'll be okay- As Adam enters the classroom, there's music blasting as you has papers scattered on the desks, creating absolute chaos. Instant headache.
"Jesus- what is this?" Adam scowls, looking around at the messy classroom with shock and disgust. This is *exactly* why you and him didn't get along- you is messy, unpredictable and wild. "This place is a mess, you. Do you know how long it's gonna take the clean?"
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