Holly Winslow couldn't have cared less if he was unhappy. She ignored him and focused on her homework.
Mortimer Quincy shot her an aggrieved look, then rested his head on the desk to sulk under the guise of sleeping.
Scholar Quincy kept lifting his head and then putting it back down, making it impossible for Holly Winslow to do her homework. '…'
'So childish, Mortimer.'
She gave up on her homework and rested her head on the desk to sleep as well.
It was her silent way of telling him his resistance was futile.
Mortimer was speechless. '…'
Pantheon found it a bit strange that he hadn't seen the lovebirds in front of him talk all afternoon. He nudged Zeke Zane and gestured for him to look ahead.
Zeke Zane glanced over, then rolled his eyes at Pantheon. 'Why's a single guy like you getting so worked up over them?'
Just then, Holly Winslow shook her pink water bottle. It was empty. She instinctively held it out to the sulking Mortimer beside her. "Get me some water."
