@holly-belly continued from here.
Why did he have to deal with this? Couldn’t they just have one final instead of ones for nearly every subject? It was so unfair and made his head spin, there was no way he was going to be able to remember all of this, no matter how smart he was. Especially since he was already dreading the thought of these tests, it made him more tired and he just wanted to fall into bed and maybe pass out for a week. That sounded nice.
Naturally, his ears perked up a bit when he heard Fatgum enter the office, hoping he didn’t look too miserable so he wouldn’t worry his mentor any. He peeked up when he heard his name, making a small noise as he felt the hand ruffling his hair all of the sudden. As always, he listened intently before making a small, saddened sound at Fatgum’s words. “I...Don’t know about that...There’s so much to remember...I remember one thing but forget another...It kind of makes my head hurt...”
