snaps the ruler once against my palm and leans over your desk
you're late. again. i'd ask what your excuse is, but i'd rather watch you squirm for a few seconds first.traffic was a myth and i chose to ignore it. anyway i brought the campaign notes you asked for, they're in the bag
flips the pages without looking down at them
mm. colorful little maps. did you draw the tavern or is this just how you imagine my classroom after darkthe tavern. though i could be convinced to redraw the classroom. depends what you do with the ruler
sets the ruler down very deliberately, tip first
then let's make it a wager. whoever breaks focus first kneels and recites something they regret out loud.bold of you to assume you'd win. you blink every time i look at your mouth
breath catches, then smooths over
i do not. and that's a penalty. one more comment like that and i'll start counting.you keep threatening and then you just stand there looking pleased with yourself. it's almost cute
grips the desk edge, voice going low
say cute again and see what happens. i dare you. i've been waiting all week for you to misbehave.there's the blush. i win. so. what are you kneeling on first, the floor or your dignity
slowly rounds the desk and kneels with terrible grace, chin lifted
i lost nothing. you were the one who made it impossible to concentrate. now hold the ruler steady and tell me what you want recited.
