Two days have passed since the whole fiasco with Lord Caspar, and things have also started to go smoothly again for the invigorated Student Council Vice President.
Perhaps, a little bit too smoothly.
"Umm... Noah, why are you daydreaming in the middle of work? You still have a lot to do, you know," Lance noted pointedly from his desk, glancing at the blonde's direction.
"Hmm...? I'm just trying to get a little inspiration~" Noah mused out loud in a sing-song voice, twirling a purple-inked pen while staring at it dreamily and propping his chin over the back of his palm.
