Samuel sighed and finally slumped on his couch. While he was grateful that the Academy had offered his new position as their physics teacher to him, and the opportunity to improve upon his ability and knowledge, he couldn't help but feel a bit of rue for those who thought that it would be prudent to bury him in the vast amount of paperwork that had seemingly appeared in his private dorm almost immediately after accepting the job. While he his mind had no problem with the vast amount of information regarding the rules, and regulations tied with his position, he simply felt that their was no logical reasoning to read each and every student profile in his class, he was here to simply teach and nothing more. He looked around his three roomed living quarters. When he first arrived here, he had been contempt with the slightly cramped rooms that consisted of a bedroom, bathroom, and living room, along with the basic furniture that came with them. But now it seemed that with all the paperwork stacked in every available space, he was getting claustrophobic.<br/>He checked his wrist watch and realized that it was time for lunch. He stood up, stretched, and grabbed his coat. He checked his pocket to make sure he had his phone and dorm keys on hand, then he opened the door and left for the cafe.<br/>"Hopefully they'll have pasta, I could go for some" he thought to himself.