Luna
A week goes by and nothing eventful happens. I return to my routine of lecturing and spending time in the library doing minor research on twin development, I have nothing else to do since I’ve already handed in my paper for publishing. I will be receiving my appointment letter soon, a prospect I’m very happy about.
Finally, I release a sigh of relief. I lean back in my chair, lifting my arms above my head. The stack of books in front of me mock me. I know I should be resting, but I can’t get the brilliant idea I had in the shower a week ago out of my mind.
I even have twins I could study. I think that’s the biggest temptation I’m grappling with right now, because they are just there, and they hold the intriguing knowledge I’m starving to learn. I know Tlou wouldn’t mind contri
