The following day, Professor Seward knocked on everyone's door while banging up a pot.
"Rise and shine, sleepyheads! We have a mountain to hike today!!! Hurry up, the Blue Ridge won't climb itself!!!"
Harker groaned. What the fuck was her deal now?
He slowly opened his door, eyes still half-closed. "What is this, Prof? I thought you're not going….."
"Changed my mind again. You know how hormonal women in my age can get sometimes. It's nothing." She giggled like a teenage girl and smacked his shoulder. "I made some corn soup! I remembered you sayin' it was your favorite from the class introduction, right?"
Seriously, what is up with her today—
"By the way, Hark." She grinned. "I have a question. Hope it doesn't offend you in any way."
Harker yawned and grumbled at the same time. "Shoot."
"Do you perchance swing both ways?"
This woke up Harker completely. "Huh? Swing what ways?"
