 Sardines ♥ // Nomsy, yo
Jake's hand was holding Anya's as they walked down to class. They tended to go to classes together, mostly because Jake was worried that if he didn't take Anya, she'd skip them. And as a prefect, it was his job to make sure Gryffindor students went to class. This was purely business.
When they neared Newlin, though, Jake dropped Anya's hand. "Hey, Professor. How's your day going?" He took a seat on the nearest hay bail, waving to Ella and Lexa. |