By Peace Smythe

In the last week or so I’ve noticed that the help desk in Kuula has been empty by the time morning rolls around in SLT. I really was planning on writing a cutting note about the lack of pencils and the fact that my stash of cookies is missing but I happened to be up early this morning and found a disreputable gang had taken over the help desk. I barely survived the sudden fit of giggles that overtook me.