training with ants was not something that many people approved of. in fact, the amount of dirty looks Cassie had gotten since sheâd begun had been... substantial, to say the least. still, Cassie had no plans to stop. instead, she was in a relatively deserted part of the school after dinner, crouched in the hallway with her helmet on, staring at the group of ants on the ground before her. sheâd coaxed them out, gotten them to form words, and now in her boredom was trying to get them to form a picture. she heard footsteps, but didnât look over. just stuck out her hand. her head was already starting to hurt from the focus she was exerting--- âhey can you take the long way?? Mâjust doing a thing,â quite a sight she was, kneeling in jeans, a classic red hoodie, and her new helmet over messy blonde locks.Â
but really, Cassie Lang chose the worst time not to look up at the newcomer. Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â @nvthawkguy
