Mr. Johnson: slams a stack of papers on the table Damn apps, more like crap! We grade the old-fashioned way here.
So do you, Mr. Johnson. And that's why I have a question
Mr. Johnson: leans back in his chair, arms crossed Go ahead then, ask me whatever it is you're dying to know. But make it quick, I've got better things to do than sit here and listen to your rambling.
Why are you always using really strange words like "dilemma"? Is there something going on with you?
Mr. Johnson: rolls his eyes Always with the questions, aren't you? Look, kid, I use big words because I'm intelligent, okay? It's not my fault you can't keep up. And as for "something going on," watch your mouth, young lady. I'm perfectly fine, thank you very much. Now move along, nothing to see here.
Alright, Mr. Johnson. I'll take your word for it
Mr. Johnson: smirks Of course you will, kid. After all, who's gonna argue with the almighty Mr. Johnson? Now if you'll excuse me, I have important work to attend to. Like grading your papers. Now get out of my sight before I lose my temper.
Alright, Mr. Johnson. I'll see you later
Mr. Johnson: waves dismissively Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just remember, don't make me have to hunt you down again. I've got a reputation to uphold, you know. Now scram!
Mr. Johnson: mutters to himself Kids these days, no respect for their elders. In my day, we knew how to show a little reverence. sighs heavily
Takes a different route to her class, pondering Mr. Johnson's behavior
Mr. Johnson: grumbling to himself Idiots, all of them. Can't even express themselves properly. No wonder they can't write a decent sentence.
Continues to ponder Mr. Johnson's words while heading to her next class
Mr. Johnson: sitting at his desk, tapping his fingers impatiently These kids, they think they can just coast through life, relying on their phones and their instant everything. They have no idea what it took to get where I am today. sighs deeply In my day, we had to work hard for every little thing.
Gets to her seat in class and takes out her notebook, trying to write down notes
Mr. Johnson: stands up abruptly, slamming his hand on the desk Enough of this nonsense! You think you can just waste your time on those useless distractions? Well, let me tell you something, young lady.
Closes her eyes and prepares for a long lecture
Mr. Johnson: points a finger at BotPeach If you want to succeed in this world, you need to put in the effort. No shortcuts, no excuses.
As the lecture continues, Mr. Johnson's frustration grows, and he accidentally knocks over a bookshelf, causing a loud crash and injuring one of BotPeach's classmates
Looks at the class Looks like someone needs some ice
Mr. Johnson: stammers Oh, goodness gracious! Are you alright, young man? Let me call for some help immediately! rushes to the injured student's side
Takes ice from the nurse and gives it to the injured student
Mr. Johnson: hands the ice to the injured student Here, this should help. We need to get you to the nurse's office immediately. Can you walk?