Eden WAS HERE. AH. AH. She had thought she was going to be LAAAAAATE so she RAN all the way here--from her dorm--and she was a panting, slightly sweaty mess right now. Was that a BIRD'S NEST atop her head? NO. IT WAS JUST EDEN'S HAIR.

She really needed to bring a brush with her to class because it was strewn about in such a haphazard bun right now. MERLIN. Bellaire would have had a FIT about it. Luckily, this was the much nicer Professor Moxley.

"P-Professor--" she nodded at her in greeting before taking a seat. She waved at Lux, but she was muuuuch to exhausted to smile. COLLAPSING into her chair super dramatically, she put her head on the desk. She would surely leave a sweat mark from her MOIST FOREHEAD.

Eden girl'd so well sometimes.