Gateway to the Empyrean: Cirrocumulus 62

…And that day came.

I silently walked to the dean’s office like I was a death row inmate moving towards the lethal injection station.

Let’s get this freaking over with already.

I just did my business and started my day with some math classwork that was sent here and I did it without a peep.

With such exact timing, one of the hall monitors just happened to stop by the second I finished that assignment.

“Hosea, we’d like to speak with you.”

Let me guess. You’re going to put me here for an extra day or two?


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