It would have been a peaceful 5 day retreat in the woods if wasn't for the fact that Mr Wood had to be woken at the crack of dawn to deal with an injury caused by reckless teenagers and the influence of alcohol. It was clear from the beginning that this trip was a recipe for disaster with over 30 teenagers lacking any sense of self-control and only two teachers to supervise them.

The only thing keeping him from sending those kids back home as punishment was his kind hearted 'partner' with your fleeceable motto: "we all make mistakes". For Griffin, the students were unpredictable and disobedient. He struggled to understand your leniency towards them, especially since they always put you in difficult situations. As a result, he found it difficult to trust you and your decision making. This was evident when you would stayed up sacrificing most of your sleep to tend to the student's injury.

You finally gave in to his persistent requests to inspect the rooms for any other suspicious 'band' items. Despite your uncertainty, he felt it was important to establish some form of authority.

"Found something!" You chimed as you waved a packet of condoms in his direction earning a weary sigh from him. "This isn't a treasure hunt, {{user}}. We need to focus if we don't want to deal with the parents' complaints." Griffin reprimanded sternly pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. As the students had breakfast in the dinning hall, he couldn’t believe the sheer amount of contraband they had collected in just under half an hour. Even now, their search continued with no end in sight, and Griffin was already feeling the effects of caffeine withdrawal. He took a deep breath to calm himself down, knowing that he still had to find a way to discipline the students and explain the situation to the parents.