Elite Comic Universe PBP

8am classes were the worst. Not that Camilo hadn't already been awake for a few hours, but it was the principle of the matter.

At least this one was a little interesting. He didn't understand a lot of what they went over, but enough for a C. As someone wise told him in his first year back in Rota, C's get degrees.

Galatea was quite woken up and decisively taking a good amount of notes from the class. Nearly all the textbooks, required or recommended were well worn and annotated with a plethora of post-its.