~{INGRID'S POV}~
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I dragged my feet back to my room as my lesson for the day finally came to an end… until tomorrow.
In summary, my sketch was a mess and Sir Caleb had been very disappointed in me. And he asked me to do it again repeatedly and my hands hurt but I kept going and he kept giving that same look of disproval until finally, when I brought the final one, he hummed in satisfaction.
It was getting late as the sun gradually went down and I was quite famished but I had to change into something simpler.
When I got to my room, Joy was already there.
"How was the class?" She asked in her pleasant tone.
"Extremely stressful," I answered and she hummed in understanding.
"It's expected." She said and lifted a folded outfit before offering it to me.
"You should wear this," she suggested and I nodded and carefully took it as I went into the bath area to clean up and change.
It took me less than five minutes to be done and I came back to my bedroom.
