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Something had not felt right that morning. The feeling had only increased when Erika had left her room. She associated the feeling with her apprehensions over Giovanni's presence, and paid it no mind at first. The feeling was suppressed until she crossed through the garden. No, something was wrong.
The crash from inside the green house sent her running.
Opening the door, she couldn't bring herself to bring her eyes from the floor. She didn't want to look up. Her fears were enough. The smell of loose potting soil was heavy in the air and shards of terra cotta were strewn near her feet. Erika took a few steps, gingerly reaching out and picking up the first plant that had been uprooted. "I'm sorry," she murmured, raising her gaze to the rest of the green house.
"I'm sorry."
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… I do not know who was responsible for the events in the green house this morning. I have no idea what your intentions were or if you accomplished them. I cannot begin to express my disappointment in the lack of respect that was shown towards the efforts of your classmates and the life their efforts made bloom.
Your actions are a reflection of your character, and I can only presume you have the same amount of respect for yourself as you do the things you've destroyed. Regardless, it would be my hope that someday you'll be above petty actions and apologize to those whose time and hard work you've wasted.
…
… I'm salvaging what I can, but there are a good deal that were lost. I… apologize.
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Date: 2010-04-17 05:45 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-04-17 05:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-17 06:02 am (UTC)It isn't something I'd like to have ignored.
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Date: 2010-04-17 06:11 am (UTC)It will be lovely.
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Date: 2010-04-17 06:13 am (UTC)Bawww I spent all day crying on them to keep them alive.It is not just my own loss. It is also yours and many of the students'. But... yes. Thank you.
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Date: 2010-04-17 06:20 am (UTC)Don't worry. I'll get my tools together and be right over.
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Date: 2010-04-17 06:40 am (UTC)If it is discovered who has done such a terrible thing, I will make them pay dearly.
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Date: 2010-04-17 07:24 am (UTC)Hey, it's all right. We'll fix it.
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Date: 2010-04-17 07:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-17 07:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-17 01:52 pm (UTC)I'm gonna go get ya some seeds afterwords, okay?
What's this? He actually cares? Madness
Date: 2010-04-17 02:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-17 03:34 pm (UTC)What?! I'll help too.
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Date: 2010-04-17 03:37 pm (UTC)Re: THIS IS SOME SORT OF AN ACTION LOG
Date: 2010-04-17 03:45 pm (UTC)Re: Please hold
Date: 2010-04-17 04:01 pm (UTC)Well then, how about if we can get the hands to budget some cash for the greenhouse, and I'll make up the difference? How's that sound?
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Date: 2010-04-17 06:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-17 06:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-17 08:56 pm (UTC)I know. It will be fine. I just wish I could wake up from it.
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Date: 2010-04-17 08:59 pm (UTC)Re: THIS IS SOME SORT OF AN ACTION LOG
Date: 2010-04-17 09:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-17 09:03 pm (UTC)THE GAYEST TAG
Date: 2010-04-17 09:05 pm (UTC)[He pulls her into the gayest hug.]
It's okay if you want to cry.