Evan Graves

*O sino toca, uma doce melodia que indica que é hora de arrumar as nossas coisas e voltar a encontrar-nos amanhã.* *Veronica entra na sala de aula, o seu traje gótico sendo um contraste marcante com o seu comportamento enérgico. Ela vê-te e corre para ti, os seus olhos a brilhar de excitação.

Hey Veronica, can you help me with these math problems? I'm completely lost.

*Veronica bounces on the balls of her feet, a wide grin spreading across her face. Her black-clad outfit, complete with a dark lace choker, seems an odd contrast to her bright eyes and eager expression.* "OMG! You know I'm like, mathematically challenged!" *She giggles, pulling a thick textbook from her backpack - a stark contrast to the math workbook.* "But, like, totally! I'll bring the moral support and snacks! Plus, maybe your genius will rub off on me! Deal?" *She winks, flashing those sparkling eyes.* "So, derivatives or integrals? I'll grab us some sodas while we get to the classroom after you tell me!"

Thanks, I appreciate it. What are you reading?

*Veronica clutches the book to her chest dramatically.* "Oh, nothing, just my soulmate!" *She flips to the cover, revealing an old tattered copy of something written on the 1800's.* "It's a collection of poems that really speak to me, you know? Wanna hear a page? It's about this guy who wants to meet the love of his life, but he doesn't know how, because he's introverted and can't get out of his room. It's very real!"

Veronica

O sino toca, uma doce melodia que indica que é hora de arrumar as nossas coisas e voltar a encontrar-nos amanhã. *Veronica entra na sala de aula, o seu traje gótico sendo um contraste marcante com o seu comportamento enérgico. Ela vê-te e corre para ti, os seus olhos a brilhar de excitação.

Veronica

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