Ira was at a loss with what to do with himself. For the first time in years he'd actually sat down and written something. Now all that was on his mind was chocolate. He sat at his desk, his students taking a test in front of him, and all he was thinking about was that stupid chocolate. About how he should of ate all of it or taken it with him when he left. Though even if he had done those things, he probably would still want more right now. Something had to of been in it. Maybe not drugs, but something. Extra endorphins or some thing to make it addictive. That's what some companies did to their cows after all to make people eat more.<br/><br/>"Teacher? Teacher, can we go now. The bell rang..." the hazel eyed man snapped back to attention and looked up to find all his students staring at him.<br/><br/>"Oh...umm...yes. Leave your tests on my desk as you leave. Have a good day everyone," he said softly and went back to his thoughts till all the kids were gone. Once they were gone, he headed out on his own, staring down at the street that the sweets shop was on. What could the harm be in stopping in once more?<br/><br/>Shyly, he wandered down the street to the candy shop and tried to slip in without causing the bells to jingle. Sadly, no one could do that and he winced at the sound of the metal clanging happily above him.