#[sees the picture of harry and the phasmid on the front page] COACH HARRY?!?!?!

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imagine being one of harry’s former students. like if you’re a local you probably see him around even after graduation, right? you hear he quit the school and you’re a little sad, the guy was fucking weird but he let you play dodgeball as violently as you wanted and played music all the other teachers hated and you got to call him “coach harry” instead of “mr. du bois” and if he caught you smoking weed under the bleachers he’d just ask for a hit and then look the other way as long as you did your laps. 

anyway you run into him a few years later and he’s a cop now. weird career change, but okay. you keep seeing him because you’re a budding adult in jamrock and every time you do he’s drunk off his ass and increasingly miserable and you don’t ask, that’s his business and frankly you’re a little scared of the look in his eyes. he’s a little bit of a subject of gossip among the old students of his that keep in touch and everyone agrees he’s going downhill fast. someone finds out about his breakup and no one shuts up about it for a month. his behavior gets so uncomfortable that you all just sort of drop it until six years later his picture is in the paper and he’s listed as the lead discoverer of a new species of insect. he’s wearing the most deranged outfit you’ve ever seen in your life, he’s bleeding through his pants and also he’s got a mullet now. you don’t know what to think of any of these things individually, much less together, so you just kiss your kid on the head and go to work.