A Poop * k8 *
Everything was so stupid that Aboli didn't feel like answering. What was the point of school? She was tired anyway. Her dreams had been the worst they'd been in a long time, and she willed that her mother would connect with her through the dream realm so, but so far, no such luck.
Zero.
And it was getting to her.
What had Peralta said? Aboli couldn't keep her eyes open. She rubbed them a little bit to help, but other than that, she hardly moved. She also spotted Noah and made sure to hold eye contact for a second before trying to pay attention to class. They could talk...later. Later.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |