She didn't like it when she failed at something. She was supposed to be good at potion making not suck so bad like she was doing. Her parents were going to kill her if she didn't get these potions right, and especially a potion that she was supposed to be good at considering that she's half cupid. At least laying on the floor she didn't have to smell that gross smoke that was flooding the room practically.
Making another explosion, great, just great. That's all she needed. Just hoping that nobody was here so that she could at least clear the mess up and of course get the smoke out of the room. She would do better, maybe she just needed a tutor.
Just then she heard a voice. She tried to get up but of course the smoke had hit her lungs so as she was getting up she was coughing and waving her hands at the same time. "Its just me. Sorry. Another potion accident, nothing too major. Well, I hope not."