He flopped into his chair with a grunt, wincing.
Starla put her chair down then laid her head on her desk.
((gomornin))
((Morning.))
((how r u?))
((Eh I’m ok.))
((ogh))
((How are you?))
((alive. hi nysayer))
((Something wrong icy?))
((just grumpy. I have a bad sleep schedule))
((Oof not good.))
((.....yes, that is implied by the "bad" part))
((I know.))
Starla went to the lunch room to get something to eat.
((good morning))
((G'mornin.))
((morning of the good variety))
((Today hath been a morn which is good))
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