Office 14 [Thursday late morning and early afternoon]

[furious_maximus]

Classes. They were done. And even if Max was still trying to get some of the glitter out of his hair he considered the most recent batch to be a success. It helped that the students he had been given were conscientious (well, in a way) and competent. And now he was looking forward to a well-deserved break

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[glacial_witch]

Which just showed that Max needed to work on his expectations.

Karla was just getting out of her Ethics exam when she caught Max's psychic scent. He was nearby--and one of the people on her list to grovel at apologize to.

Screwing up her courage, she walked to Max's office and knocked on the door. "Professor Max?" she called. "It's Karla. May I come in? I...need to speak with you. It's important."

Re: NFB, please

[glacial_witch]

Karla nodded, rising from her chair. "I won't be forgetting this, I promise you that, sir." She gave him a small half-smile. "Perhaps that's my reason for coming to Fandom. So I can get all my youthful mistakes out now, before I have to take up all of my responsibilities. Not that I'm in a great hurry to make any more, you understand."

Re: NFB, please

[furious_maximus]

Max chuckled. "That's what youth is for, really. You get to make mistakes, learn from them, and avoid them later in life."

"And remember, you're as responsible in this as I am. Neither of us were really in control, but that doesn't mean we weren't at least partially at fault. But! You can't blame yourself any more than you're willing to blame me." He hoped that the thought would sink in and she'd be less harsh on herself rather than getting more harsh with him, and given what he knew of her... well, it was possible.