Open!
Mori walked through the halls, carefully retracing her steps. As her eyes scanned the floor, she couldn't help but feet a twinge of annoyance at the students in her way. Couldn't they see that she was looking for something?
"Bullocks," she murmered and sighed in frustration. Her notebook had to be here somewhere.
With a hopeful spirit, Mori rummaged through her bag. Maybe she had overlooked it when she looked last, which was about five minutes ago. Though, all she found was her favorite lip gloss, daily planner, wand, and a text book. Still no notebook.
Mori tightened her scarf around her neck and headed back outside. If she wasn't able to write her paper, she was going to get a latte.
"Bullocks," she murmered and sighed in frustration. Her notebook had to be here somewhere.
With a hopeful spirit, Mori rummaged through her bag. Maybe she had overlooked it when she looked last, which was about five minutes ago. Though, all she found was her favorite lip gloss, daily planner, wand, and a text book. Still no notebook.
Mori tightened her scarf around her neck and headed back outside. If she wasn't able to write her paper, she was going to get a latte.