Mrs. Osbourne was the first person to come to mind. She was in her 40's with dirty blonde, and a few freckles. You were right next to her room and your were just like, what the hay? You crawl under the door and you see her eating lunch at her desk. You approach her desk as you watch her. She was like a goddess compared to you. You climbed onto the desk while she was biting into her PBJ sandwich. She put it down and released a small burp. She then spotted you.
"Oh hey John," Said Ms. Osbourne
"Uhh, hi Mrs Osbourne." You say in return.
"Thanks for dropping by at my lunch hour." Said Mrs. Osborune
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