If the Suit fits_Lorna's Classroom_Tellus Bart gets the Part_Lumberjack Camp
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If the Suit fits
(Content warning: Swearing, Physical violence and implied drug and alcohol use )I distinctly remember dreaming about riches and hot ladies when I woke up surrounded only by my poor life decisions and a hangover that could kill a goat. Looking around at my blurry surroundings with bleary eyes, I could make out the vague outline of a man in a five thousand dollar suit with his hands duct-taped together and his legs tied to a dining chair. After a moment of staring, I realized the poor bastard in the suit was me and that I was looking in a full-length mirror.My Name Is Sean, andwww.onedoor.cc I'm nobody specia...
Lorna's Classroom
Lorna walked through the hallway of the Demonds Junior High School to her first math class of the day. This year she’d finally scored the classroom with the windows that looked out onto the courtyard where there was a Japanese style garden. Until Al Harcourt had retired, she’d spent the last eight years teaching in the other designated math class room that abutted the school gymnasium and had no windows. Al had constantly complained that he suffered allergies from the garden, but he wouldn’t for the slightest moment entertain the notion of switching classsrooms.Gregory Hansen was the new math...
Tellus Bart gets the Part
"Tellus, my dear, you are such a hero with the Director. You were so gracious in your audition, offering to step aside for your two proteges. It was a hard choice for the Director, you know. And casting younger actors in the lead really designed for you is such a risk for her, but she has a strong creative vision for what this picture can be. She just wanted me to let you know that she appreciates your understanding about the part and hopes you have no hard feelings,” Mitzi parroted the agreed-upon language in talking with Tellus Bart, trying not to gag. "Hard feelings? Mitzi, you know me bett...
Lumberjack Camp
“Welcome to Lumberjack camp!”I groaned as I hopped off the bus. I was welcomed by the hot sun beating down on my acne-covered face.“Oh! Don’t groan! The Lumberjackful activities haven't started yet. I’m Huck Bunyun, the camp director.”“Lumberjackful?” I repeated quietly.“Yes, my young lad! There's more Lumberjackful activities than you can shake a stick at!”I was surprised he heard me.“Now, put on your hardy Lumberjack smile, Young… uh…?”“Mike.”“Right. Young Mike, come with me.”Why did my parents sign me up for this camp? I followed Huck.“This is the tree-chopping area where you’ll learn how t...