Jan 26, 2024
@starlingisms
The university library was quiet as Bennett worked on copying over his near impossible to read shorthand over to his word document. His phone dinged, and he glanced at it to see what the notification was. Another email from his data manipulation professor about the changed office hours for the next two weeks. Just as he was about to go back to his main work, he heard a shuffle of feet beside him and he looked up to see who it was. Finally, the student he would be tutoring. "Oh, hi. You're Professor Mowery's student, yes? I'm your tutor," he greeted, tilting his head to motion to the seat next to him at the library table.