 Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict
Walking into Greenhouse Three for the second Herbology lesson, Stella blinked as she realized she was apparently one of the first to arrive. She hadn't really expected that. Either way, once she got past the awkward feeling of being quite possibly early, she gave the professor a smile as she headed for a stool. "Good morning, Professor Bentley," she said, forgoing her usual intentional French for the moment as she quickly pulled her hair back in a braid. She'd forgotten to do that earlier, in her unnecessary worry about being late. She wasn't about to not pull her hair back, though, and since she was early, she didn't figure there was going to be much problem with her doing that now.
But once she'd finished, she turned her attention fully back to the professor. And the puffapods. "It's a lovely day outside, isn't it? For herbology, at least. Or is it too cold for a lot of the plants?, " she continued, wondering how her fire seed bush was doing. It liked warmth, after all, so maybe late fall early winter was bad for it. She didn't want to ask that question right now, though. She filed it away for the end of class, though, as long as she remembered to ask.
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