 curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - *chicken emoji* - probably @ Disney - I speak dog
Nettie couldn't believe they were still holding classes. AND exams. They were all basically see-through at this point, and some days she couldn't even hold her mascara wand to do her makeup without it falling through her fingertips as if she didn't exist! Yet for some reason, school continuing chugging right along with the curriculum. At this point Nettie was almost hoping that they'd cancel the rest of the term and make it up over the summer...or whenever they figured out what was going on. That little seance she'd attended had made her...somewhat optimistic? It was hard to say. Her mood varied by the hour, it seemed.
Right, Metallurgy. "Uh...it has to do with...metals and...what makes them...up?" she answered. That was literally all she could say right now. She knew she had studied this term so many times, too! She was going to fail every NEWT she took. Goodbye, uni. She was going to have to join the circus at this rate.
__________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did
Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid |