Despite the exams being pushed, the students all around him seemed rather distracted rather than a select few who were actually taking the time to study. Everyone seemed focused on... everything but studies, as if it was already summertime bound. Which they were not. it's worrying but Cyrus can't do much about it. He can't help but catch up with one of his professors, for some sense of normality. "Hey prof, have you noticed everyone acting a bit strange lately? Other than stress of exams..."
The end of the school year was always the prime time for wacky occurances, at least in Timothy’s perspective. It had been like that since the dawn of times, probably, he hadn’t been alive for that long to tell. But this year would really take the prize for oddest.
He had noticed students going around mumbling things about mother, it was almost impossible to ignore the whole ordeal, but for some reason, his common sense advised him to sit this one out rather than trying to get to the core of the issue. He could only take solace in seeing that some of the students not on that catatonic state were some he was fonder of. It would’ve crushed him if all of them had succumbed to it.
With it said, having Cyrus come up to him only brought a small smile to his lips.
“Ah, yes. It’s quite hard to miss,” Timothy shook his head with a small click of his tongue. “We’re told to keep our eye on them but ultimately, leave it for more capable hands. I’m sure it will all get figured out real soon.” A shrug was the most he could offer, which could only be discouraging to a student, he could reckon that much.
“We should see the bright side, at least they’re only calling for a mother, they could’ve been singing 'cha-cha real smooth' and i don’t think any of us would be able to handle that.”
Sometimes his sense of humour would take an extreme turn to references that would most probably pass right through most of his students. Way to make himself sound like a thousand years old.
“But hey, speaking of exams, how’s your studying going?”
