by exalted » Sat Jan 07, 2017 12:41 am
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, thought Sarah as she saw her teacher right by the door.
Yeah, this was exactly what she needed after skipping class today.
Suddenly finding something very interesting on the other wall so she could keep her back to Ms Kohana, she put her hand to her temple to help shield her appearance from the other woman.
"Ah, yes," Sarah deliberately changed her voice as the shop attendant talked to her, "I have an order to pick up for Makishima Farm."
She waived the envelope in the general direction the attendant had been, trying not to turn and have to face Ms Kohana. Sarah just hoped the envelope contained payment or invoice or something to end this nightmare.