Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Amy walked into the lesson, stifiling the yawn that was threatening to break through. And there she was...scary Lafay. Good morning professor Lafay she smiled at the teacher, not that she'd get a responce from evil lady who was paid to teach poor unprotected children. She walked through the dark and dingy lab and over to a free bench, sitting down at the table she pulled out her notebook and quil and began to doodle, waiting for the hell lesson to begin.
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