 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
“Good afternoon, Professor,’’ Claudine greeted the busy woman. Um… were they going to annoy her with all the interruptions as she worked on those pretty roses? The girl knew that she would have been. Then again. Flamsteed wasn’t like that. “Those roses get prettier everyday, by the way.” And with that, Claudine slipped off to find herself a workstation.
Violet got a smile as she made her way to a station next to Morgan. They were distantly related, did he remember? In any case, she’d always liked him so… yeah. She was going to take a workstation right here. “Hi, Morgan.”
And hello there, potted plant. |