C H A S T I T Y
Year 2010
18 years old
I suppose I could characterize my typical school day as quite routine and predictable. Mostly mundane if Lachlan would not be annoying me. I get up, typically take a shower, but occasionally skip it since it depends on how late I have to get to class or how cold the mornings were or how lazy I was getting. I then pay attention to the lessons for the day, maybe take some notes here and there, listen to the professor speaking, and do the required tasks. On certain days, I would talk to my classmates or ask clarifying questions, but other than that, it may have been just another typical day filled with lectures, exercises, and homework.
I have had been wondering about Lachlan sharing things with me in that private time and showed me how vulnerable h
