 be curious, not judgmental
Julia pounces at the snake and grasps it between her two gloves. She makes her way back to her seat and sits down. She continues to wince slightly as it slythers around in her hands. Julia eyes Professor T'Poutine. He knows I hate snakes. He must know. He's out to get me, I just know it! she thinks to herself, continuing to eye the professor. She stares blankly at him, sort of wishing she hadn't sat up in the front.
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