Well, this is my Lecturer and not my friend anyway.
Lifting my wrist with the band I looked at the time. So I only had five hours of sleep. Sigh, not even time for a proper meal.
I guess I have to eat that garbage this Lecturer provided me with.
When he lifted his talent I felt weightless.
This was a reprieve for my aching form which had felt as though it had been performing through sludge.
Exhaling, and inhaling slowly I tried to catch my breath and calm my protesting form.
"Student Jah."
"En, Lecturer Varek."
"Good," he said standing taller and taking a few steps away turning away from me. I watched him closely as he walked across the room and reached into his wristband space and pulled out a three tier bento box.
This is not the garbage he would usually give me.
I stared at the box subconsciously moving slowly forward.
Is this a reward?
Oh dear gods tell me this is a reward im starving!
