Starchild: Where’s Flinchy?
Bull: Couldn’t come. Grading papers. Well, let’s get started.
Harry: We’re now holding pretend meetings even when he’s not here?
Bull: Only texted ten minutes ago. I think he’s drunk actually. Awful spelling.
Starchild: Glad I’m not in his class
Harry: So we can all go home? I’m sick of this basement.
Bull: He’ll still want to see the minutes. Find out what he missed.
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