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Time and Relative Dimension, at School

So, these weirdos are working on a nefarious project in front of their school. A simple scene, and surely impossible to mess up, right? Right?

…oh. In the closeup on these two, they’re, uh… in an entirely-different area, I guess? 

The huge bush, the giant windows on the right… it’s not even close to what the wide shot had. What happened?

…and when we quickly cut back to the wide shot,

1. The box, tools, and misc junk are gone

2. The kid building the bazooka teleported offscreen, and now has to walk back to where he was before

3. The pair of kids have disappeared

4. A blonde kid has teleported into their place

Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.
You claim to love her, inside and out, but the only time you call her beautiful is when it’s 3 in the morning and I’ve already turned you down.
—  girls tell each other everything, c.j.n.