Blair looked daggers into Cadmus who was trying to play cool as usual.
"Hey, I studied last night!" she exclaimed, defending herself. "Papa helped me out!"
She shuddered at the memory of the night before. Her father had always been strict when it came to her studies. She was close to tears while answering the science exercises that he made himself.
Blair could not blame him, though. Her father could not help but be stern with her academics, especially ever since she got herself the reputation of being the elementary department's number one problem student. Blair would not hold it against him, really.
"Sounds pretty rough. What are you going to do now, then? I'm out to kill time," Cadmus asked nonchalantly, a change in topic that Blair did not expect.
