[Murdoc has his chest puffed and his back straight, his expression is just daring anyone to point, stare or, god forbid, laugh. He looks like he knows what he's doing, so clearly nobody will stop him when he leads him to the teacher's table and offers him a seat there.
There's no way in hell he's sitting with the students now.]
Eat whatever you want, I doubt many of us will be showin' up for breakfast today. [He's going to start making himself a coffee so he can just breathe in the smell.]
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There's no way in hell he's sitting with the students now.]
Eat whatever you want, I doubt many of us will be showin' up for breakfast today. [He's going to start making himself a coffee so he can just breathe in the smell.]