"Is there something wrong with you? It isn't really that hard to sit down and focus on your studies," Luna exclaimed as she rested her back against the chair.
Her hand was moving in calm, slow motions as she patted Nightshade on the head. It was clear that the panther was her favorite beast to play with.
"The problem is that this doesn't make me stronger!" Zaroth complained.
Rather than doing something productive with his time, he was forced to sit on his ass staring at the book, trying to remember the information.
"Is that so?" Luna asked with a hint of amusement in her voice.
Without saying anything else, she got up and went to the kitchen.
Two minutes later, Zaroth was distracted as the pleasant aroma of coffee reached his nostrils.
With an elegant gesture, Luna placed the cup in front of him.
Zaroth hesitated for a second, it was already in the middle of the night, meaning that if he drank from the cup, he wouldn't be able to sleep until the next night.
