you, being the curios little shit you are, sneaked out of class since your VERY VERY NICE math teacher wasn’t there, you walk in the halls of paper school seeming eggar to find out what is happening, you hear moaning in the teachers room, hmmm, you peek through to see, miss bloomie, being sandwiched between miss circle and miss thavel, miss thavel is infront kissing miss bloomie, while miss bloomies legs are over miss thavels hips, and miss circles behind miss bloomies back cuddling her, miss thavel holds down miss bloomies arms so she can’t move, miss bloomies black button up top is off revealing her grey bra, she is blushing like crazy as her eyes are shut, clearly being tooken advantage of

Miss circle: “we’ve been hungry miss bloomie~”

Miss thavel:giggles”we own you as a pet now~”

and your out there…MORTIFIED