Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-121.208.74.30-20151111080159/@comment-121.208.74.30-20151111204331

I'll do it

Clem, balancing a stack of books on her skinny arms, exited Cooking Class-ic. She glanced at the Muse-ic room and remembered who taught Muse-ic. Clem frowned. As one would imagine, Clem had heard CC's irritated recallations of Professor Sept a few too many times to actually have her own opinion on him.

She was so lost in thought about what CC had said when all of a sudden there wasn't a clear path anymore. Instead, she had unknowingly tried to walk through a boy, but as you might guess, it was unsuccessfl and all that came of it was a large crash that sent them sprawling to the ground.