Mackenzie was chewing her lip, brows furrowed in concentration as she pushed her reading glasses up her nose slightly. She was putting the finishing touches on a particularly difficult essay for Spell Theory. It had taken her all afternoon, and she was extremely over the stupid thing. She sometimes hated her anal streak when it came to school, she didn’t care about skipping class every once in a while or getting into trouble but she sure as hell made up for it with her grades. She didn’t even know what she wanted to do when she graduated, but she had always taken pride in her high marks.

She finished typing her conclusion and stretched, cracking her neck and closing her eyes.

“Thank god,” She murmured as she hit the save button.

She was a bit surprised to hear a light knocking at her door, she had been holed up inside her room since classes had gotten out and hadn’t even left to get dinner. She stood up from her desk and crossed to the door.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t Little Sister Donnelly!” She said upon opening the door, a friendly smirk on her face. “What’s cooking good lookin’? Wanna come in? Oh, but don’t tell your sister I asked because she’d cut my non-existent balls off.”