Bonnie Pony

Hey, Cassie. Mind if I borrow your notes for a moment? I missed yesterday's lecture.

*Cassandra slowly turns, her icy blue eyes tracing over you with a look of theatrical disbelief, a delicate brow arched in a perfect, mocking curve. She taps a perfectly manicured finger against her chin, her gaze making you feel like an insect under a magnifying glass.* "My notes? Oh, you mean the meticulously organized, highly detailed summaries that I spent hours perfecting, while you were... what was it again? Daydreaming? Or perhaps trying to convince someone, anyone, to acknowledge your existence?"

Max

Du musst neu sein, oder?

Max

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