(no subject)
[oom: Carlotta brings out the true colours of her stepmother-to-be. Proving it proves more challenging, but an ally prepares to step in.]
It's Sunday night, and Carlotta is attempting to rush finish her French prep. No amount of Weekend from Hell is going to class as an excuse with Mam'zelle.
She can't think straight about the French. She's too busy feeling stressed out, and getting confused by the translation she's supposed to be doing. It doesn't make any sense whatsoever. Of course, it would make much more sense if she hadn't mixed up the French for 'windmill' with the French for 'sheep'.
It's Sunday night, and Carlotta is attempting to rush finish her French prep. No amount of Weekend from Hell is going to class as an excuse with Mam'zelle.
She can't think straight about the French. She's too busy feeling stressed out, and getting confused by the translation she's supposed to be doing. It doesn't make any sense whatsoever. Of course, it would make much more sense if she hadn't mixed up the French for 'windmill' with the French for 'sheep'.