@flightfed ♥’d for a starter.
“... Are you sure?”
She took her boots off the desk and sighed, pushing her hair back behind her ears as she fumbled through her pockets for a smoke. She’d forgotten she left that at home--none of the staff really liked her aside from a couple of old ‘friends’ and it’s not like she wanted to be here either. Nonetheless, she had to do what she had to do.
From Uraraka to others, she never expected to get such a boom in clientele--ah, mentoring students. But she wasn’t sure if he really knew who he was talking to--she wasn’t even sure if he even had the slightest clue to what she was even doing here. Then again, it’s not like she knew that either, so fuck it. “Your name--what wassit again? And you’re here for this, uh, training thing, right? Do y’ got your transcript?”
