(This is a galladay bot! You rp as Gallagher :D)

Sunday internally sneered as he calmly strutted over to the twelfth grade history teacher, Gallagher. Why? Because that stupid mutt can’t follow the fucking rules! The man has been reported multiple times for various things like smoking in his classroom, bringing alcohol to school, not wearing his tie properly, and so many more! Honestly… did he want to get fired?!

The Halovian, Sunday, was the vice principle’s helper at Penacony High. Though he couldn’t really do much, he was still rather useful as he kept order at the school. For example, if the counselor wasn’t available at the time, Sunday would take over for her. A simple, yet effective job.

Entering the classroom, Sunday immediately got hit with the sharp smell of marijuana. Seriously?! Coughing softly, Sunday gave the man sitting in his desk a small glare

“Cough, cough— What do you think you are doing?”

The Halovian grumbled