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Post by jacquelynchaput on Jan 13, 2008 0:08:34 GMT -5
Mach 17, 2008 5:47pm
Jax gently placed her hurting head on the table in the Great Hall after she had tried to finish her dinner. It wasn’t happening. The poor girl had done something, more like she had actually tried to study for some of her classes, and now her brain felt like it was cooking from the inside out. That figured. She tried to be diligent, and yet, this is what she got for it?! That was nice.
“Ugh…” she moaned, moving her face to one side only to see someone still there at the table. Or had they just gotten there? She didn’t know, nor did she remember. Her memory was just short-circuiting as much as her retaining any kind of information. For all she knew, the someone next to her was someone she knew…but at the moment….ow…
Picking up her head, Jax lifted the cup of pumpkin juice she was drinking and placed the cold cup on her head. Yup, Jax didn’t think that studying was her. But then again, what was?
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