Hello all. I know it’s been a while and I just wanted to write something briefly to clarify these past few weeks of my absence. My computer, Clarence, encountered a debilitating error that left me unable to navigate my screen. It has been a long couple of weeks without him as the Geek Squad took care of him, and since he had all my notes I was unable to work at all. I am currently typing from him now though, so things have finally reached status quo.
I’m sorry to have a break again. Things were going so well in terms of updates. Since I only received him yesterday, the episode will not be ready today. But I do promise a return to the roll we were once on next week. I’m really excited about Season Five and want to get back into it with all of you as soon as possible.
Thank you all for your love, support, and patience. You all are the reason I keep typing this little adventure that just popped into my brain one day. You have been with me for a number of years and seasons and I can’t wait for our adventures to continue with what I think will be the best season yet. As a little treat I wanted to give you something to tide you over. So here is the complete opening scene of the next episode. Enjoy and I will for sure see you next Sunday.
Monday morning, Jessica Timmermans, iced coffee in hand, enters a house on the very edge of campus, peeking in first. “Hello!” she shouts, voice bouncing off the furniture. “Anyone home?!” At no answer she walks into the house heading through the main atrium towards the kitchen. “I’m sure Mom won’t mind if I restock the dorm room a little,” she mutters to herself as she grabs an entire box of granola bars from a shelf. She then after a pause takes a sleeve of cookies as well. “Elections are later this week so stress eating might become a necessity.”
She then makes her way through the house to what appears to be an empty study, sipping her coffee the whole way. She stares at the red wooden desk arranged and organized to a tee with piles and baskets for everything, the bookshelf in alphabetical order, and even every paper in the wastebasket seems to be a perfect ball. She just takes it all in with a bit of a frown. “Why do you have to be so perfect Dad?” she mutters under her breath before taking another long sip.
And then her eye catches something on one of the piles. She takes a few steps closer, though still a ways away, and sees a folder with the label For the Consideration of President Timmermans by the DIZ Company. Her curiosity gets the better of her and she makes her way up to the desk, cautiously peeking into the folder. Her eyes immediately lock on a list of names present for the first page. “We have been looking into the incidents as desired and have concrete evidence the following students are involved in these out of control pranks, including the Science Center fire and death of Caleb Dean, and have ground to be expelled from the college immediately: Lori Fitzgerald, Charlie and Benjamin Prescott, Hannah Frost, Andrew Parker, Kaitlyn Klingbeil, Michael Harms, Rachel Ellis, and Finch Hale… it looks like they’re all here. Great.” She drops the folder closed and backs off, things weighing on her as she takes another sip.
Finally, after a minute of contemplation and staring at the folder, she turns around and heads out of the office and eventually the house- trying to not look back.
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