mr–antonspectral‌:

“My pride is wounded, Lottie, and now I’m reconsidering whether or not to vouch for you,” he chuckled with a small smirk.  “Ah, yes, going to class simply because there is nothing else better to do.  What a shame it is to try and gain an education,” he teased.  He glanced at the dripping handkerchief in the submissive’s hand.  “I would appreciate that if you could.  If not, I can simply have it dry-cleaned and pressed.”

Lottie went to stick out her tongue in jest but thought the better of it at the last moment so just pulled a face.  “You try sitting through pages of chemical bonds and their varying reactions when you’ve only slept for four hours, it’s hard work.”  She scrunched up her nose, “It’s a handkerchief, you wouldn’t seriously have it dry cleaned.  It would be cheaper to buy you a new one!”