#rockyfarrow

“mister farrow,” idalia started, walking into his classroom with a meek smile hidden behind the paper she held up against her nose, hiding half of her face. she waited for his class to be finished before approaching, anyone with half a brain cell would be able to connect what she was doing here, considering she didn’t have his class. “i have a question about your most recent assignment, d’you mind?” she asked, using her foot to slowly kick the door shut as she moved to lean against his desk. “didn’t fully understand what you meant with this right here.” placing the paper down on the table in front of him, the paper read is now a bad time? in her hand writing. “do you mind explaining it to me? you have to be quick though, I have class in twenty minutes.”