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So the school seemed to be requiring that along with having a number the students could contact her at and teaching classes, she had to be available for "office hours".
Seemed like a waste of time to Daisy, but, ah well.
She'd set up a cozy little space in her office with a small easy chair and several low bookshelves stuffed with several books of monologues and scenes, and was currently curled up with Oscar Wilde until she had to go teach her class.
Well, not literally. Unfortunately, she'd never even met Oscar Wilde. He was before her time. But she was quite certain that, if she had, she could have turned him on to women, no matter what his preference had been.
[ooc: Daisy will be holding office hours on Tuesday and Thursday mornings. The door is closed but knockable, with a list of her hours on the door.]
Seemed like a waste of time to Daisy, but, ah well.
She'd set up a cozy little space in her office with a small easy chair and several low bookshelves stuffed with several books of monologues and scenes, and was currently curled up with Oscar Wilde until she had to go teach her class.
Well, not literally. Unfortunately, she'd never even met Oscar Wilde. He was before her time. But she was quite certain that, if she had, she could have turned him on to women, no matter what his preference had been.
[ooc: Daisy will be holding office hours on Tuesday and Thursday mornings. The door is closed but knockable, with a list of her hours on the door.]
