Office Hours, Saturday

[onepunchguy]

With parents, siblings and... whatever the hell else was out there visiting his students this weekend, Guy supposed he should actually use that office of his for something more than storing his stuff.

If anyone wanted to talk 'sensitivity' he was their guy. As long as they didn't get offended by stupid crap, that is.

Best. Teacher. Ever.

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[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"Sensitivity Training," Guy said, taking one of them and opening it.

[emeraldcrab.livejournal.com]

"Come on. Admit it, you're not the most... sensitive... guy in the Corps," Kyle said, breaking their streak.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"...really." Drag that word out some more, Guy.

[emeraldcrab.livejournal.com]

"You might pick up a thing or two."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"Swear to god, I'm gettin' you back for this," Guy informed him.

[emeraldcrab.livejournal.com]

"Oh, come on," Kyle said good-naturedly. "Is it really that bad?"

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"Trust falls."

[emeraldcrab.livejournal.com]

Kyle held up his hands. "Not my idea."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"It's in the book."

[emeraldcrab.livejournal.com]

"There's a lot of stuff in the book."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"Did you even read it?" Seriously, Kyle.

[emeraldcrab.livejournal.com]

"Of course I did!" Kyle defended. "Someone gave it to me like four years ago."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"An ex?" Because he'd met Kyle, you see.

[emeraldcrab.livejournal.com]

"Hey, she knew a lot about this kind of thing," Kyle said.