Stress relief: John style~
Who: John and Tori
When: October 18th, eveningish
Where: The Library
What: Toris' attempts at a Potion's tutoring have not been going well and now he's sulking. Can John help~?
Last night had been a complete and utter disaster, leaving both him and Gupta to go to the infirmary because he'd botched something yet again and Toris felt absolutely terrible about it. Which in the end had led him to avoid the Golden-eyed boy the rest of the day, which was pretty easy considering that they weren't even in the same year. At meals he'd just taken what he could carry outside and now that it was after class he was in the Library trying to study.
'Try' being the key word here.
Right now he was leafing through a copy of "Potions for the Incompetent" which was reading and feeling an awful lot like the Wizards version of the "Something for Dummies" series. Either he was still too incompetent for incompetence or he was really a hopeless case when it came to potions. He figured it was a combination of the two.
With a sigh he let the book slip from his fingers back onto the table with a quiet thud and put his head in his arms in defeat.
When: October 18th, eveningish
Where: The Library
What: Toris' attempts at a Potion's tutoring have not been going well and now he's sulking. Can John help~?
Last night had been a complete and utter disaster, leaving both him and Gupta to go to the infirmary because he'd botched something yet again and Toris felt absolutely terrible about it. Which in the end had led him to avoid the Golden-eyed boy the rest of the day, which was pretty easy considering that they weren't even in the same year. At meals he'd just taken what he could carry outside and now that it was after class he was in the Library trying to study.
'Try' being the key word here.
Right now he was leafing through a copy of "Potions for the Incompetent" which was reading and feeling an awful lot like the Wizards version of the "Something for Dummies" series. Either he was still too incompetent for incompetence or he was really a hopeless case when it came to potions. He figured it was a combination of the two.
With a sigh he let the book slip from his fingers back onto the table with a quiet thud and put his head in his arms in defeat.