When Emma got out of the class, she tapped her forehead lightly as she came to a halt, cussing again as she realized that she didn't even know the way to the professor's office. And she hadn't remembered to ask Ava about it.
"I will just leave, and if he asks me tomorrow, I will just tell him that I had forgotten or that I didn't know the way to his office." She muttered. But even as she said so to herself, she knew that her excuses were flimsy. She had to go to the man's office, and get over with it once and for all. Perhaps, Clem might know. She thought, about to call Clem with her phone, but then cancelling out the idea at the last minute. Clem was majoring in architecture, and so would have no business to do with the history lecturer.
