Who: Mikey and Pete
When: Saturday Morning
Where: Pete's Office/The Grounds
What: Tackling the Broomsheds
Mikey knocked on Pete's partially ajar door and then nudged it open a second later. He really didn't care if Pete didn't want him to enter. He also didn't care if Pete was in the middle of performing the can-can on his desk naked. He even didn't care if Pete was busy reading outloud some filthy sonnet he was writing for Beckett.
If Pete had got him hooked up with teaching a bunch of hyperactive eleven year olds the ins and outs of their reproduction systems, Mikey was going to do more than just walk into his office uninvited. Mikey was going to -
"Pete," he said catching sight of his colleague. "I'm going to hang you from the Astronomy Tower with your own house scarf. Please tell me you didn't actually send an owl to Schechter."
When: Saturday Morning
Where: Pete's Office/The Grounds
What: Tackling the Broomsheds
Mikey knocked on Pete's partially ajar door and then nudged it open a second later. He really didn't care if Pete didn't want him to enter. He also didn't care if Pete was in the middle of performing the can-can on his desk naked. He even didn't care if Pete was busy reading outloud some filthy sonnet he was writing for Beckett.
If Pete had got him hooked up with teaching a bunch of hyperactive eleven year olds the ins and outs of their reproduction systems, Mikey was going to do more than just walk into his office uninvited. Mikey was going to -
"Pete," he said catching sight of his colleague. "I'm going to hang you from the Astronomy Tower with your own house scarf. Please tell me you didn't actually send an owl to Schechter."