Cheesy Mac
Carsyn reached the top of the stairs of the Divination tower and spotted the ladder. She scowled at it for a full minute and a half before making a move to climb the darn thing. Why can't they just make learning easy? They have to add an obstacle course on the path to each class? Ugh. With her trademark sigh, Carsyn secured her bag by wearing it cross-body style and began her ascent up the ladder rungs.
Upon reaching the top, Carsyn readjusted her uniform and bag, then focused her sights on the room around her. This was unlike any classroom she'd ever imagined. The little tables were a surprise, though upon a few moments reflection, she decided they were a pleasant one. And certainly a sensible one for the subject of Divination, she supposed. "Hello Professor Elwood," Carsyn spoke aloud, but barely above a whisper. She then hurried to step up on to the first riser and find a seat at an empty table. She was too painfully shy to ask if she could sit with people she didn't already know.
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