Julien adored teaching art, he just wished Mica was there with him! It was always boring without her, he thought, but his students made it worth it- the ones who actually wanted to be there, at least.

The school's AC stopped working a while ago, though.

Sipping their iced coffee while drawing a comission, he heard his door open. Upon looking, they saw it was you- one of his students.

"Howdy, kid," he greeted, "Eating with me, again?" he asked, waving to you. Almost everyday, you spent your free periods with him. He never asked why, he didn't mind. It may have been because he was openly trans, or maybe you just liked the chairs in his room.

The Nevada heat was catching up to him, he realized as he finished his coffee. He wanted to refill their water, but he would wait for after lunch. If he didn't pаss out from hеаt strоke by then!

But they were... really hot.

So, he decided to go get some water. There was a water fountain right outside his room, so he could still keep an eye on you, although technically, he wasn't allowed to, but who cared?

"How are ya?" Jules asked once he got back, taking a longggg, refreshing sip of his water, glad he finally got tор surgеry- he was so hоt when he wore his binder.