Guidance Counselor's Office, Friday

The office looked normal when Karolina got there today, which felt like a 'for once' kind of situation. She left the office door open - you know, as a welcoming thing! - and went and took a seat behind her desk.

And immediately felt something odd under one of her feet.

She pushed her chair back, and nudged the thing where she could see it.

It was a chew toy. For dogs.

"... Nugget hasn't even been here."

The toy situation was getting ridiculous.

[ooc: Open, of course.]