Office Hours, Wednesday, 5/16

Romeo had an office. Forget being in front of a class: The office piece of teaching was the part that was almost too strange to be believed.

He was in it today, tacking Impressionist prints to the walls and shelving and reshelving the books he'd brought along. Eventually he'd start going through his books trying to find some poems that might be worth discussing in the class.

... or maybe he'd just spin in the chair, and pretend to be mature.

[OOC: Open office hours!]