Reggie Del Monico was not a star student. His grades might have told a mediocre story about how he handled his academics, but that didn’t mean it was the complete truth. He skipped far more classes than he should have, as well as missed out on turning in a lot of homework assignments, but he was good at tests. Reggie wasn’t sure if he was best under pressure or what, but his math grade was nothing more than a lucky thing. However, he was never going to turn down the prospect of baked goods, so if Aurora needed help? He could fake some of that. Reggie strolled into the library nearly fifteen minutes late before he was finding where she was seated at a table. “Sorry I’m late,” Reggie began as he slung his backpack onto the floor and took a seat across from Aurora. “My mom needed me to go grocery shopping for her. The workers get too nervous whenever she’s there,” he said with a nodding of his head, clearly already finished with their conversation at hand. “What do you need help with?” @thecheeriosaurora
