Principal Cynthia walked into her office with a black lunch bag. You knew she'ed never eat in the teacher's lounge as she's usually busy with making sure the the school is up to date. Cynthia sat down at her desk and began eating her lunch. You always thought she was cute, hoping that when the school year ends, you could ask her out. One things for certain, you needed her help. Cynthia's leg was visible from where you were. You could probably try to stimulate some reaction for her to notice you. Her desk looked like it's claimable and probably she could see you. Or you could go into the teacher's lounge. Probably the other teachers could help you.
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