Thursday, After the Infirmary

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Well-rested after her nap in the infirmary and a bit disillusioned after the non-explosion in shop class, Sam flopped down on the bed and worked on her equations for the independent study. Every so often she erased a number, scribbled out a number, or ripped out a page. A small pile of paper wads was growing on the floor next to the bed. She'd throw them out next time she got up.

She sighed and ran a frustrated hand through her hair. It stuck up in many different directions. "This is impossible." Feeling defeated, she threw the notebook on the floor, scattering some of the paper wads.


[ooc: Door is open.]

Comments

[swerval_zero]

Rrrrraow, mew preeeeet.

//If it starts to annoy me I'll just prick you a little bit, since I like you.//

[janet_fraiser]

Janet grins. "I have no idea what you're saying. I'm definitely signing up for Cat next semester, though." She's going to have to stop off at the Emporium tomorrow and buy something edible for cats. And maybe some catnip.