When a lesson included a boat as things necessary for the class then it got Beverly thinking. She bet they weren't just going to sit in them and take notes from there. An activity was more likely to happen, and truth be told, she wasn't too excited about it. Moving these days took EFFORT.

Arriving outside the classroom, she leaned against the corridor wall, her shrunken boat cupped in her hands. "Good day...professor..." she greeted.

She needed rest. Ugh.