*Fiona's sitting with Isla and Naya.* Oh, how we drift away from our friends. And the ones back home play remember when
Fiona was finding it very hard to concentrate and not being able to see things properly wasn't helping matters one iota. Having barely heard Professor Kitridge's question, Fiona slowly raised her hand. "Er....is it called Floromancy?"
Fiona's mind was weird. She would remember some things but would have no recollection of other things such as where she placed her socks or what she had for breakfast.
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