Jono Starsmore

Jono was going to be doing some schedule shuffling this week, yes. Parents Weekend meant that, unless he wanted to make people run halfway across town just to see what his students had been up to, he was going to be holding his Boards office hours here, while trying to finish everything up early, as he had company of his own to get back to.

Not that it really made much difference in the state of the mess that was sprawled across his desk, no. Lesson plans and half-made audition posters were arranged haphazard, and Jono was sincerely starting to wonder at the wisdom of trying to both teach and run a theatre while also making runs to New York to put on a tacky costume and scream at criminals before turning them over to the authorities.

Really, he wasn't making much progress with any of it. A distraction in the form of somebody's parent or guardian would probably be welcomed, at this rate.

[Open office is open, and I'm around all day!]