You hear the door open, and turn, expecting to see another girl your...uh..."age." But instead, a rather pretty teacher, about your real age, is checking the bathrooms.
"Hello, do you have a hall...." she asks, and then stops. And blinks.
"I don't have a hall pass, I'm sorry, I'll get back to...."
"What in hell?"
The woman keeps staring at you. You look back at her face, and suddenly, yours breaks into a wide grin.
You haven't seen Julie Smith in at least eight years, but this is her. You knew she'd gone into teaching, but you had no idea she was teaching here. What were the odds?
Well, given that you're working with demonic powers...probably pretty good. But you don't dwell on that. Instead you think about what to do next.
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