A Trumpet?

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Mr. Mahon's POV
Lately I haven't been able to hangout with my co-workers very much, as we all tend to have a lot of homework and class work to grade. I've always wanted to have some type of hobby though, and since my students have been getting pretty far in their work, I have a bit more free time. Maybe I should go check on the other teachers and see if they have some kind of hobby that I could pick up.

Mr. Mahon walked to the other classrooms

I'll talk to Mrs. Coyne, since she's the only one who's been nice to me since i'm new to this hall.

"Hey Allison" I said as I walked into her room.

It was dimly lit, and she looked like she was packing up her things before she left.
She turned her head to me, "Oh, hey. Do you need something? It's about time to leave" she said looking a bit confused of why I was in there.
I smiled, "I had a question actually" she was standing putting her things up, but when I finished speaking she sat in her chair,

"shoot" she said motioning me to talk,

"I wanted to know if you had any hobbies, like once you were done grading schoolwork" I said with one hand on the back of my neck, and the other in my pocket.

She thought for a second before speaking, "I guess not at the moment, since I still have to take care of my own kids when I get home." She said laughing a bit. I felt a little disappointed, since I still had no idea how I would spend the rest of the day.

I guess she could see it on my face, "If your looking for a hobby though, you could pick up an instrument. I always saw you as the trumpet kinda guy" she said smiling a bit and chuckling.

I looked a little confused, but I was smiling too, "Okay, I guess I could see where that leads me, I actually have a trumpet at my house coincidentally" I said with another laugh.

She looked at me, before looking at the clock above her smart board, "oh look at the time, I have to go, but I'll see you tomorrow!"

She got up with her stuff, but before she left she said, "You should probably go and see Mr. Sanders, down in the band room, he could help you with the trumpet" I nodded, and walked out of her room, walking back to mine, and grabbing my things.

"Maybe I could swing by there today" I mumbled to myself as I walked out of my room.

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