 be curious, not judgmental
Sophie kind of liked King Botros, honestly, so she was a little disappointed when things had turned back to normal. The classroom was neat and tidy and, as she walked inside, her feet stayed planted firmly on the floor.
Disappointing, wasn't it?
There was no professor in sight, though, which was something out of the ordinary and Soph immediately worried about the man's health. He was all right, wasn't he? He hadn't... had a heart attack or something? What else would keep him from being on time to his own scheduled class? Nothing good, she thought, and silently prayed to Merlin that Botros wasn't in some sort of harm.
She found her name tag and took a seat, setting out her dragonhide gloves atop her notebook and keeping a keen eye on the door. Maybe he was just running a little behind or fell asleep, hm?
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