Queen of Typos | The OTHER OTHER Roro | WICKED is Good
IT felt odd having to make certain you had money before you went to a lesson. For all she knew she was paying to get eaten or something. Life ironic. Though Cassia was feeling slightly at east since the previous lesson wasn't bad. They had tea. Lots of it. She had bolted to the bathroom and had to wait in a line too. Yeah. Doesn't always happen.
The fifth-year paid and made her way into the greenhouse, her eyes flickering around cautiously. It was quite, no sound of chattering or anything. DID EVERYONE DIE!? She was about turn around and get the heck out of here just before she saw Theo. HAI! And he was the first to arrive. Well, look who was being punctual. Prefect, huh? Although it meant she was SECOND to arrive. In here. She so was going to be late next time.
"Good day, Professor," She greeted the woman before walking over to her friend and sliding in the seat next to him.
"Why hello,Theodore" She gave him a lopsided grin as she dropped her bag next to her.
There was a basket. Why was there a basket? Cassia eyed the thing curiously.
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