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Teacher: Time to hand in the homework, everyone. Now, I know I said it would be pretty low-key, but-
Me: LOKI?
Teacher: Pardon?
Me: The God of Mischief.
Teacher: ...okay. So, where's your homework?
Me: I don't have it.
Teacher: What?
Me: I sent it off, I know not where.
Teacher: Are you feeling okay? You're speaking a little strange...
Me: Is it madness? IS IT?
Teacher: Hey, watch your tone-
Me: WHY? BECAUSE I'M THE MONSTER PARENTS TELL THEIR CHILDREN ABOUT AT NIGHT?
Teacher: Okay, I think you need to-
Me: How's your coffee?
Teacher: What?
Me: You can't survive without your coffee, right? Like gas in the tank?
Teacher: I don't-
Me: There's no gas in the tank.
Teacher: What-
Me: I took the caffeine out. Decaf. It's decaffeinated. You're going to get TIRED and fall ASLEEP. Ohohohohohohoho, you're going to look like such an ASS.
Teacher: Okay, I think it's time for-
Me: LOKI'D.
Teacher: Could someone escort her up to the Principal's office?
Me: NO. YOU ARE ALL OF YOU BENEATH ME.
Teacher: Preferably several someones?
Me: I AM A GOD. I WON'T BE BULLIED BY A-
Teacher: Restrain her.
Me: *being dragged away* I DO WHAT I WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaant...
Teacher: What even.
Friend: You know, she may not have done her homework, but you can be damn sure she'll avenge it.

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And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.

– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via narcotic) Via wicked game

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