 Anybody want my ickle firstie who has no idea what she's doing? Sanctuary Abnormal | HuffRavSlythDor | Guard Badger ♥ | Stargater | Awaiting Culling
Yep. Stay with him. She was totally going to sta--
Dahlia head had begun to drop in the few seconds it took for her to sit down, and for the lesson to begin. When she heard the professor's voice though, it shot back up, and she widened her eyes to try and force the sleep away. Concentrate, Dahlia. Don't blow anything up.
She squinted while she listened to instructions, taking a quick glance down at her bag and mentally checking off the bits and piece she would need. Yeah, they were all in there, she was sure of it. So first hair up and hand washing, got it. Following that she could do. And the getting dressed for the part bit, but the rest....well.
"So that's 5 pieces of thingammy, 32 whatsits of oojimaflip, and 5 bits of....fire stuff. Right." Dahlia stared ahead of her and then frowned. She had no idea what any of that was. This was going to go horribly wrong. She most definitely needed help. "Anybody need a partner? Because I kinda do!" |