 ♫ ♥ Where are my garters?! / hyphens-are-cool / THE NORTH GATE ♥ ♫
Helena mentally sighed with relief, showing no sign of it on her pale features. Her smile remained. It's no problem, Professor. She opened up her school bag and pulled out the nearly flat piece of parchment that had their assignment on it and reread it for a moment. A moment later, her blue eyes had swiveled back to Professor Dumont as she said, I think all I need is your full name and birth date. Ooh. That could get a little awkward - Helena knew some people could be touchy about people knowing their age. Sir, she added quickly without thinking.
__________________ Welcome to the jungle.__________________________________Everything's going to change.
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