ACK. Barking. Ew. Why was it barking?

As soon as Livvy entered through the curtain, she noticed the sign that stated what the assignment was. ERGH. Great. How exactly were they supposed to calculate and decide the best rune when there was stupid barking going on? That was just going to break the concentration and Livvy swore she was going to hurt someone soon. UGH. She was getting tired of all these Finals. She wanted them to be over and done with!

Livvy made her way over to an empty desk and pulled out a piece of parchment. After choosing a professor, she wrote down the values for each letter and added them together, then reduced them. She then found the meaning for the value that was left and tried to choose a Futhark rune that was similar in meaning. Stupid barking. Livvy just had enough about it.

Once finished, she didn't even bother to check her work. It was probably all correct. She stood up from her chair and left straight away. Talk about a pain in the neck, barking boxes.