Evelyn couldn't believe she was standing there, in front of the door. There. In front of, the Muggle Studies Club, door.

Dear Merlin, what possessed her to do this? Lawson! That's who! He was tricky and evil. Evelyn could have said no, and had him re-create the darn candy all by himself without her having to join the club, but nooooooo. He had to convince her to come along and learn by herself.

So, not only was he successful in torturing her by making her sit extra time in her least favorite subject, he also was making her learn in her free time when she usually slept. Yes, she could've been sleeping right now and in fact, she would have preferred that no matter how much she was interested in cooking. Pfft.

Rubbing her face, Evelyn hesitantly took a step towards the classroom before taking a step away from it. No, she agreed to do this. And Destiny too, wherever she was, but... walking into the classroom, she kept her head down low, not looking at anyone, and stood in the way back next to the pantry. If she had a hood, she'd have that up too.