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[garganteren]

I wanted to make sure everyone knows: I'm boycotting all my classes. No matter what.

I don't agree with the mission of this school, and I'm being held here against my will! So I'm officially on strike in protest of your unjust policies!

[It's true, as was pointed out to him: if he's protesting, he should let everyone know about it!

He's still not sure about the hunger strike part of his plan, as he needs to eat a lot. But he boycotted Thanksgiving, so that's a start.]

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[wherethelightwontfindyou]

No, it's a job.

[He groans. This kid is ridiculously annoying why is he even offering this. Eren doesn't deserve it.]

Fifteen bucks an hour to clean restrooms and mop floors, that sound better than uh... 'violating your civil rights'?

[garganteren]

Oh. Really?

[He hadn't thought he'd be offered a job, or that that was a thing that happened here. If he has money, he can use it to help him get out of here. And he can buy Sam a pizza. And a clean up job sounds normal. He used to clean up all the time at home!]

Yeah, okay. I'll do it!

[wherethelightwontfindyou]

[...He's trying so hard not to look shocked. Oh god this kid is so dumb.]

Great. Work starts tomorrow, 9 AM. Just be in the foyer by then and I'll give you the details. Sound good?

[He can't believe this worked.]

[garganteren]

[He's not dumb! (All right, maybe a little.) That's not a bad wage. And he needs money. Also, he's kind of bored without his usual regimented schedule.]

Right, I'll be there.

[He'll have plenty of time to get to the foyer after his morning workout and his shower.]