 Devoted to Tom Padfoot's Psychiatrist
Fancy started massaging her hand as she welcomed the break from note-taking. The professor hadn't even spoken that much - it was the student's responses that had been so lengthy, causing her hand to ache from the vigorous, constant writing. Fancy didn't have any questions, but she was sort of dreading the homework. Today's class was very indepth and Fancy expected the homework to be long and tedious work. She glanced up at her professor, with a note of pleading in her bright green eyes. |