@efrainglynwarren.
some professor sat around, softly speaking with drinks in hands and papers across the tables. something like a ‘study group’ but more of a grading and chatting group. some had more work than others, the flip side were lesson planning. a few got up to get more for the others, leaving herself and the ‘efrain’ teacher alone. adeline passed a warm smile to the table, she’d heard rather good things about him. nothing wild, that was good. “are you enjoying the evening professor?” she questioned, her chin propping up onto her hand.











