 Super Slytherin Buddy | | ⅓ She-Snake Trio | | a normal girl with normal knees
Lancelot had a healthy respect for evening and night classes, sure. They were exciting and COOL. What was UNcool was that it involved practically his three worst subjects. Ever. But, then again, (cool) night classes. Sooooo... that. He was at a crossroads about the whole predicament.
Gripping the strap of his satchel tightly, the young lad slowly entered the room he'd seen all the other students enter, still pondering whether to stick this out or take a get out of jail free card and call in sick. Still pondering as he smiled and gave a little wave to all the professors in the room. Even more pondering as he plopped down in the first empty seat his feet guided him too.
Stiiiill pondering.
Still wanting to go home too.
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