Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-5784153-20131102015256/@comment-24120280-20131126233617

Conroy began writing notes of what was on the chalkboard then sighed, unfortunatly it was louder than she anticipated.

Teacher: Are my lessons boring you Miss Nevermore?

Conroy shook her head.

Teacher: Then why the sigh?

Conroy looked at the teacher with a straight face, she couldn't talk and say she missed her old school, her friends, the teachers, and especially the headmaster. She was in such a melancholy mood after the fiasco that had already happened she just wanted to go back to her dorm, but no she had to write her response because she couldn't talk, because she cared, oh she hated how much she cared sometimes. Conroy handed the teacher a note.

Teacher: So you're tired, would you like for me to stop the class to let you sleep?