A Poop * k8 *
Victoria was trying to figure out the directions still. But watching everyone was only telling her about HALF of what was expected of them to do, and it was making this reaaaaaally big balloon-y feeling swell up inside of her stomach and her chest, and she was breathing heavily.
It was only through a cloud that she heard Professor Kazmi's voice, and the only reason she snapped to his attention was because he said her name. She looked up at him, clearing her throat. "I...I don't know what we're doing," she admitted smally, looking at whoever was in the air currently. She didn't think she needed to say she wasn't paying attention - it was clear she hadn't been - and there could be a number of INNOCENT reasons she hadn't been. He could decide for himself. "S-sorry."
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |