“Wondering how painful it would be to shove this quill through my eye,” Noctis commented in a frustrated tone as he sat back. He was doing homework because he might be the ultimate slacker when it came to school but that didn’t mean he wanted to fail. He would do his homework, getting a passing grade, and slide by and he would hate it the whole time.
“What are you up to?” Noctis asked as he looked at the younger Slythering, “you look like you’re up to no good. So share.”