Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb Norah shut her eyes and began taking long, deep breaths. Relaxing was always so much harder than it sounded. She supposed she'd gotten better at it, what with Professor Myers and all his meditation stuff, but somehow she still couldn't go more than a few seconds before getting swept up by a whole nother train of thought. It was very rude of her brain to do that, y'know. It just never seemed to learn.
She took breath after breath, until finally her mind was ready (as it'd ever be) to focus on her question. An OWL-related question, to be exact, 'cause as much as she didn't want to think about those, there seemed to be a whole set of new ones every time they were mentioned.
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