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Dean’s last class leaves, and he breathes a sigh of relief. He falls into his office chair, and swipes the sweat off his forehead.

No one told him teaching would be so taxing. Of course he knew it’d include a lot of work, but not sweat and elbow grease.

And these days he’s sweating a hell of a lot more, both because of the summer heat, and because of how stressful grading every single freaking paper every damn week is.

So lately he’s been having his students film themselves speaking their papers, or having him send them in as an audio file.

Most of the time students are out of the frame and speaking quietly, but it still saves him hours, and it gives them a better grade because he can’t tell what sort of “there” they’re meaning, so he can’t mark them down too badly.

One of his best students, Castiel, sends him videos of himself dressed in his Sunday best speaking as if he’s memorized each essay he’s written this semester.

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