(Tara’s POV)
1:10 p.m. | Maison Street, Nottingham, United Kingdom
“Did you see the new timetable?” Selinna asked, adjusting her fruit salad on her lap. “They’ve added two new lab courses and moved our diagnostics test up by four weeks. No one saw it coming.”
I let out a tired groan and flopped back on the thick carpet. “Please tell me this is just some kind of April Fools’ joke.”
“I wish I were,” she said, pulling out her Samsung and scrolling through it. “Here—take a look. ‘Clinical Innovations in Imaging’ and ‘AI Integration in Surgical Procedures.’ Both are compulsory and worth five credits each.”
sat up again, staring at her screen like it showed something awful. “This is insane. We’re already stretched thin. How are we supposed to manage all this extra unit work?”
“Tell that
