The classroom was basically a boring space of lessons, and bored students, and their whispers and the scratch of pencils on paper filling the air like a restless hive of bees.
Adam slouched in his seat near the back, his sharp golden eyes half-lidded as he tried to tune out the droning lecture on human world history.
The digital bored was a combination of dates and names, but his mind was elsewhere, still tangled in the silk sheets of this morning.
At the moment Priscilla was sleeping in his mansion in the school property, till their date tonight.
Priscilla's flushed face and her stumbling, tsundere plea for a date lingering like a fever dream in his mind.
But also thought's of Osmondra envelope, sat heavy in his thoughts too.
