Rolling her eyes, Thea picked up her quill. Drawing.. really? Ew. Thea couldn't draw.. as in REALLY couldn't draw.
Not looking at the professor, she pushed her erm.. drawing to the front of her deak. As she thought in the beginning.. this was stupid.
If this was what this year was going to be about.. then maybe she would maybe have to think about taking this for her exams in a few years.. she was not drawing all of the time. Mhm..