As we walked into the school we heard a classic argument from the goodies as we call them they wanted to change this school for the better." all im saying if they cracked Down more with lawsuits and arrests instead of whatever the hell iss doing or even suspension" the brown haired boy spit out in anger the African American kid got up and responded"yeah and then what I've seen the amount of fight videos and goddamn vape videos that come out of schools that crack down if this school does I fear that the clap back would affect us to" it was a valid point but I wouldn't bud into this argument changing things here would take a tragedy.
"Let's go chole they'll never find the solution they're looking for" It was a mean statement but it was true we were Lucky we have decent teachers.
"Yeah I guess you're right but if they do I'm going to be pissed I wasn't here during the start of the goodie revolution" Chole had made her point clear but we had to go so me and the blue-haired companion of mines left the hallways and headed straight to Mr.Romonav's world history class.
"Welcome kloud and Mrs. Skipper come take your seats" the bearded man greeted us with a snarky remark he wasn't very liked for several reasons mostly his no-bullshit policies.
"yeah yeah we got it" Chole snarkily responded to the middle age teacher. I'm surprised that I haven't been roped in
"Keep that up and I'm going to have to write you up eventually" I rolled my eyes Like that was going to be anything effective. I'm starting to think that the school is a money laundering scheme.
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my servant and I step into the worn-out alley, we feel a weariness settle upon us. The bright sunlight above casts harsh shadows, contrasting with the grime and dilapidation that surrounds us. The alley appears deserted, save for a few scattered pigeons pecking at crumbs in the corners.
It was slightly infuriating to be in a dingy place like this but it's all we had.
Why is it taking so long for us to find that damn basetree? It was actually annoying how we couldn't track down a red-haired girl.
"sanctara how long will this take" My face immediately crunched up who gave this dumb fuck the right to talk to me casually, "I told you only to boss any more slips and I might have to get rid of you"This brute only had the intelligence of a child he would be nothing without me.
"ok boss umm I have a question" might as well just answer whatever dumb question he has "Sure go ahead and ask"
"Why is the sky blue" I pointed my index finger at the sky "You want to know why it's quite boring"I had to confirm that he wouldn't walk off in the middle of a child-like information dump. I had to satisfy him in some way to keep from rampaging.
"yeah when you tell it boss it's never boring" The sparkle in his eyes and the fact he was sitting in the classic crisscross apple sauce position really got me going.
"Alright, here we go. The sky looks blue because of the sunlight. The sunlight has different colors, like red, orange, yellow, green, and blue. But the blue light is all around us in the sky"
"oh wow that's cool but-" I quickly cut him off by forcefully putting my finger to his mouth "You didn't let me finish stay quiet for the next few minutes." I studied the sciences before my death it was one of
The few passions I had before my death.
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These tiny things are called molecules in the air, and they like to play with the sunlight. When sunlight comes to the sky, the molecules bounce it around. They bump into the blue light a lot and make it spread out all over the sky.
So when we look up, we see lots of scattered blue light, and that's why the sky looks blue
"I got half of that is that good" I gave the most I care applause I could give "That's great but you used your one question for today" he visibly slumped down in disappointment.
As much as I hated working with this creature it did have its merits.
"aw man"
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"Steve Barnes report to the front desk the boss wants to see you" a busy desk worker called him down to the bottom floor. Of the huge hospital. The man with his black hair and stubble beard walk down the stairs his eyes had bags under them as he was busy all night preparing 'treatments',
Steve was unorthodox when it came to out-of-work dealings you see he is well known also as the shady doctor.
“I hope that damn kid didn't rat me out” he whispered to himself as he walked to the elevator he was always paranoid about the younger kids but it was best not to assume anything till he got there.
He constantly adapted his strategies to stay one step ahead, using encrypted communication channels and maintaining a network of anonymous contacts to avoid detection.
His caution extended beyond the confines of his operation. Dr. Barnes was acutely aware of the need to maintain a professional and compassionate facade in his interactions with patients and colleagues. He meticulously compartmentalized his criminal activities, never allowing any hint of his secret life to surface in his professional persona.
Despite all of this there was always that small chance that he would get caught which make these front office calls all the more stressful for Steve.
DING the elevator had descended and Steve had reached the bottom floor anticipating the worse as he always did when it came up to these random calls.
“Hey, Steve what’s up” The middle age man stood at the front desk with no sign of suspension on his face making Steve less visibly tense. “Why are you so tense, Steve you should be happy we finally caught the bastard who’s been stealing the drugs from the patients” The shady doctor’s mind was instantly filled with relief he’d never take from the patients or staff because of the general rule of don’t fuck with your own turf when dealing drugs.
“That’s great how’d you catch him” The shady doc needed to see if it was the usual way of getting caught things like Suspicious Prescription Patterns: Authorities may identify a doctor selling drugs by analyzing prescription patterns. If a doctor consistently prescribes large quantities of controlled substances without a legitimate medical reason or fails to follow proper protocols, it can raise red flags which leads to the idiot getting caught.
Patient Complaints: Patients or their family members who suspect a doctor is involved in drug sales may report their concerns to law enforcement or regulatory bodies. Complaints regarding suspicious activities, improper prescriptions, or illegal drug transactions can initiate investigations.
The snitch was and still is a dumb ass way to go out don’t sell to your own patients, this was basic knowledge.
Tips and Informants: Anonymous tips or information from informants, such as colleagues, staff members, or patients, can provide leads for law enforcement to investigate potential drug-selling activities by doctors.
‘That is the only that I could be caught and if they got him via informant im going to have to go cold turkey a lot of my burner contacts.’
“Turns out he tried to sell to a cop while black-out drunk at a traffic stop the things found in the car matched up perfectly with the missing hospital supplies”
“Ah so it was the idiotic way how the hell did he get away with this for so long” It was a genuine question there’s been a shortage in hospital supplies for months now.
“Guess he finally got careless and confident and that lead to his downfall im glad he’s gone scum like him doesn't deserve to be a doctor aint that right”
Steve quickly nodded his head in ‘agreement’ he half agreed mostly because a daft hypocrite.
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