The girl gave a low, exasperated sigh as she lingered outside of the school she had been...well, supposed to be in over an hour ago. It wasn’t her fault the latest Akuma had taken a tad longer than normal. She had a feeling Chat hadn’t seen it, and had gone on to do whatever he was doing that day with full faith in her. It’d taken a while...and she’d missed her first four classes, and lunch.
At this point it was barely worth heading in (undoubtedly her ear would be chewed off by at least two professors) and the girl heaved a sigh, her expression of disbelief melting into simple distressed.
“I can’t believe I missed almost everything. Mama is going to kill me.” How would she even fib for this one?