You know it was probably for the best the Terezi was some recluse who lived in the woods and ate live squirrel meat because if she actively participated in society with other teals they would have fucking necked themselves
She shows up to the meeting 20 minutes late in footie pajamas and light up sketchers and plays Zelda throughout the whole thing but no one can say shit because she got a 375 on her bar exam
Some exhausted teal co-worker: do have the file I asked for
Terezi, on her third box of chalk that week: OH FUCK Y34H
Co-worker, upon being handed an report written in gel pen and covered in glitter that will somehow be the most skilled and competently written thing he’s read all month:
