#HowGoodofaDayAreYouHaving?
Lucy has a habit of laying her head on my desk in seventh hour every day. And why?
To see how my day has been so far.
See, she rest her head on my desk and then waits for me to enter the room. When I do, she notes my reaction.
If I groan, but make no attempt to move her, then I'm having a bad day.
If I shove her away, I'm having a mediocre day.
And if I bring my pencil up and then slam it down, barely avoiding stabbing her head, I'm having a good day.
So yeah.