Ariadne screamed. Wendell yelped, “My God!” and snatched the bag of croissants away. “Good grief,” I said. “It’s only a foot.” “Only a foot!” Ariadne cried as Wendell said, “Emily,” in a scandalized tone. Professor Walters thumped several times on the other side of the wall.
LMAO the poor guy! its six AM and theres screaming and feet 😭😭😭😭
