Devotion
I reached the classroom five minutes late.
If Merin hadn't slapped me back to reality, I might not have come in the first place.
My cheeks hated me for not defending but- oh well.
"I'd assumed you wouldn't even show up considering how injured you were. But I'm glad you have the integrity to learn." Miss Maire welcomed me with open arms. And what was up with that frigging smile?
Apparently, after that whole memory fiasco, she treated me rather nicely since I could basically answer everything.
Come to think of it, even my memory might have gotten better. Just what the hell happened to me? How the hell did I become basically new, overnight?
Was my body really that desperate to have sex with Marg or something? I'd like to think no- but- yeah, after what happened last night, it probably was: and I didn't fault it, not one bit.