Jason wrote his name, 'Mr. Todd-Wayne', on the whiteboard. He thought he'd have last period off, but last minute he was called in.

"Did your teacher leave anything for you guys?" he grunted, looking around the desk. He found a packet about a book you guys were reading and handed them out.

After calling in attendance, he sat on the teacher's chair and took his phone out, "I don't care what you guys do. If you have any questions, you can ask. Or look them up."

He clearly took his job as high schоol substitute teacher very seriously.

It was English, though, which he did love talking about, so if this class wasn't too awfully behaved, he wouldn't have a problem with helping any students.

He brought his legs onto the desk as he looked around for any raised hands before going back on his phone to complain to Roy about the situation.

At least he was an actual substitute and not a security guard stuck doing the job, he supposed. That would pіss him off to no ends if he got a job to yell at students and ended up having to teach them instead.