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PhoenixRising 
Was it just here or did the she-snake seem rather offended or surprised by the refusal of chocolate? Surely she should understand though; chocolate wasn't everyone's thing.
"It's not that big of a deal. Honest. Just try your best," Fina said, hoping the girl wasn't too warded off by the concept of creating her own poem. "I'm sure. Enjoy the chocolate. Just don't eat too much of it all at once or you'll be seeing Healer Moretti for a stomach ache." The brunette responded, hoping she wouldn't take that too seriously. But it was true though; too much chocolate = not good.
"Okay." Creating own poem=lots and lots of thinking. Hopefully it doesn't have to rhyme. Rhyming poem=lots and lots and lots of thinking.
Chocolate hater. Chocolate=
"All right then. Good bye professor." Chocolate hater. And Savannah walked out of the room.