 Hey Yo, Prof you wanna fite? | 💚 nickleback 💚 | Uh, anyway.
Julie wasn't about it. Point blank, she just wasn't. Herbo was... fine, and could be beautiful and interesting and cool, just as long as she wasn't the one doing it. She'd been born with brown thumbs, not green and usually she blustered through as hard as she could but today... She couldn't manage it.
Lotus flower. Homer. She ought to have been thrilled, but instead she was.... Dreading in a way that gave no meaning to the word dread. The spell work wasn't the hard part, it was going to be everything after. The thoughts turned and twisted and tumbled down to her gut until she felt nearly ill at the prospect of failing. "Professor!" Julie called out, unable to stop herself. Hand in the air, she had already risen from her seat.
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