A Poop * k8 *
Well. A theory lesson. Eden siiiighed in relief. Thank MERLIN. She couldn't perform spells right with Bellaire breathing down her neck most times anyways. But....this rudimentary of a theory lesson?! Eden was.....going to fall asleep.
But she BETTER not.
Bellaire would MURDER her.
But she didn't feel like answering. So she didn't. She just opened her notebook and began doodling aimlessly. Siiiiigh. Plus, it was only the beginning of class. Maybe they'd get into HARDER questions later. Cutty being here wasn't making anything any easier, though, so...
Eh.
The Ravenclaw ran her fingers through her hair and tried not to feel...uncomfortable.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
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