Tell Them I'm Trapped in an Oil Painting
He still wasn't doing the charms. Oh boy was this boy going to be in trouble. Sophia didn't take a breath she didn't need to. All she had to do was keep screaming, but why was he walking towards her? Did he think the professor would stop the detention if he stayed close enough to damage his ears?
That wasn't her concern though she was here for one job and one job only. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHH |