Who put the Greenhouses all the way out here? Were they always so FAR from the Common Room? Good Merlin, there was a reason the Gryffindor hadn't taken a walk along the grounds in the longest while. Her knees weren't up for this. She could feel their protest with every step she took and there were a few times when she had to stop for breaks. It was a long walk, okay?

Finally at the Greenhouse holding the lesson, Lex took another breather. There was a need to stretch her muscles but the aches warned her against such actions leaving her with nothing but stiff joints.

She didn't know about anyone else but she'd had it with this old life. How Botros did it was beyond. How he did it without complaint was a damn mystery. "G'morning Profe--whoooaaa....." Alexa hadn't been in the business of walking all the way out here, consequently she saw very little of her Head of House. This whole her having a head of grey hair too was......was.....eh, they were all doomed. It was slowly getting to most of them and no one was safe. Someone point her in the direction of the next acromantula. The clock was ticking and she still had that bucketlist to get through.

"........................." No words really. Just a lot of hopeless staring. They. Were. DOOMED.