Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
Herbology was oftentimes more fun than other classes because she was allowed to wear whatever she wanted. Which usually was the clothes she reserved for running outside with Nat Attack in the mornings. Heading down to the greenhouses, her hair pulled back in it's usual ponytail with a few wisps framing her face, she'd chosen to complete her look for the day with a pair of black leggings with a whole in the knee - from tripping over a tree root, to be sure - and an oversized gray sweater with with some permanent graphite stains around the sleeves from drawing. They weren't her best clothes, but they were comfortable and she didn't mind them getting more stained or messed up then they already were.
Entering the larger temporary greenhouse, her eyes were immediately drawn to the giant tree and it was only seeing other students NOT near it that got her to look around and notice the sign on the whiteboard. Which was... immediately a drag, because there was nothing she wanted to do BUT touch it Professor! With a small soft sigh, she made her way towards the stools and settled into an open one near Nadia. "Do you think that tree feels like a cactus?"
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