Dystopiankat

The days spent in Professor Sycamore’s lab flew by. Somehow, you had learned to manage school, two jobs, and a personal life. Getting up at five in the morning was difficult for you at first, but your body slowly adjusted to the routine. Your cooking had steadily gotten better over the past month, too. You only needed to look at the ‘Kalosian Cuisine for Dummies’ occasionally. For the most part, you had gotten the breakfast and lunch items down. You had started to see an improvement in the professor, too. In the beginning, he would drag himself out of bed and shuffle to the kitchen. If he had remembered to eat at all, that