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Ian Quinn: How was your test kitten?

Ah… I turned my nose up at Kitten.

I debated not answering after he was pissy with me this morning. Not long after I moved out of his line of sight, the sun came up and I heard his chair scrape against the floor, he packed his things quietly, while I held my breath and did everything I could to not look up, an untouched mug and his iPad in each hand, he moved around the chair left without a word.

I hadn’t stayed much longer after that, it was already morning and I felt much more confident than I did last night, so with my tongue between my teeth, unsure why I was suddenly pissy, I packed my books, making a stop at the kitchen to return the plate and empty mug before heading to my room.

I did another run-through of my notes, got changed, and combed my hair into a low ponytail before leaving the house.

I made it in time for my test with ten minutes to spare.

Now I sit in my second class for the day, taking notes before my phone lights up with