THURSDAY–
"Penny, where are you going?" Atlas stopped in the mansion's great hall, catching his sister running down the stairs in a hurry. "We still have a session today."
Penny flashed him a smile. "I already left the lesson plan tonight in the library."
"Then where are you going?"
"Thursday!" she hoped that answered his question and resumed her quick steps toward the main door.
Atlas followed her figure with his gaze. Her small purple bag bounced on her bag while she was holding two pet carriers. His eyes slowly shifted to the thing on top of her head.
"Just how strong is that frog's grip on her hair?" he wondered, getting a bit distracted at the sight of Tiana. The frog, after all, was facing his direction instead of facing ahead.
Atlas blinked and got rid of the intrusive thought. "Just what is going on every Thursday?"
