 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Ary eyed Drake. Had his friend read his mind? Either way, Ary now had his answer to his unasked question, he busied himself by giving the mason jar a hearty shake. He set it down after a minute, mulling over the decision he had to make about housing the jar. It didn’t take him long to arrive at one: this mason jar would be going with him! Hopefully he remembered to shake it everyday; but at least he had a plant enthusiast bestie who would no doubt assist him in remembering! “Take thems to the dorm, Duck. Some days we mights be too tired to comes all the way to the Greenhouse.” Why was Ary not surprise that the other boy had named his tincture? “I like its. Wanna names mine?”
As for an Alchemy lesson, the second year was already super interested. His work area was tidied, his bag repacked and then shouldered. “Shalls we?” he asked Bry and Drake as he grabbed the jar. Was Pheebs going to head back to the Castle too? Or did she have other plans? |