So as I was walking past the girls bathroom, one of my seniors emerged looking confused:
Her (head cocked to one side): Hi Miss.
Me: Good morning, are you alright?
Her (slowly): Yeah… I lost my bathroom pass.
Me: Are you sure?
Her (more confused): Yeah, it’s not where I put it. It’s this big wooden plank that has Mrs. ——‘s on it. I know I brought it in, but I left it on the sink when I went into the stall…
Me: That’s weird.
Her (Nodding): Will you help me look for it?
I follow her back into the bathroom, then suddenly I grabbed her arm:
Me (faked worried-horrified expression): Wait! You’re not using this as a ruse to beat me up in the bathroom, are you?!
Her (mortified): NO! Why would I– (then she saw my smile and chuckled weakly)