Valda Falk

Um, for one, Shakespeare. That class is gonna be the death of me.

Wow. You actually touched your assignments?

[lifts up her shirt to expose the lower half of her shirt to where here ribs would have been to show a horseshoe shaped dent, shallow but noticeable, in the wood where her ribs would have been on the left side]

Relax? Give yourself a pat on the back?

Please don't remind me

Really? I find that incredibly hard to believe. 

...So is this you promising that you're never get pissed at me?

Ah, knew I kept you around for something.

Well...I've got to be good for something.

Celebrate?

How? I mean it all starts again next week...

"Relax?"

Relax? And what do you suggest I do?

You got a bottle?

You could help out those less fortunate than you who still have work to finish?

...What do you need help with?

Good. That’s what I wanted to hear.

I didn’t really get to say goodbye either, but I know it was family stuff. Her dad’s gonna help her with her…banshee related issues, and she’s got a new sibling. 

...I see. She'll come back. I'm sure of it...until then I'll make sure to annoy you as much as possible.

Yes, I am fine.

I guess I'll take a look.

A girl as adorable as you are? I doubt that.

...Adorable?...No one's ever called me that before...erm...I try not to make people angry at me but there's bound to be someone.