Tentatively bringing the glass in front of her Kimberly looked at it, her nose wrinkled,‘It’s warm,’ she observed.‘You want it chilled now?’...asked Pete. Kimberly shot him a side-long glance,‘No... Sir... I was just saying...’‘Less saying, more drinking,’ prompted Pete. For a long moment Kimberly just looked at the urine-filled glass then, with a sneer, took a sip.‘Nice?’ asked Pete. Kimberly shook her head,‘Nasty, Sir. Would you..?’‘No Kimberly,’ Pete interrupted, ‘before you ask, I would not. ", meinte ein andere, sehr tief klingende Stimme. "Sag mal bistdu bekloppt? Zieh der gef?lligst wieder etwas an!" Hahahaha, nein, Seb, ich zeig dir mal was..", Ich h?rte J?rgensSchritte auf mich zu kommen und dann den Schmerz, mit dem er mich an denhaaren auf die Beine zog.Meine Augen tr?nten, da der Scheinwerfer immer noch frontal in meingesicht hielt und J?rgen setzte mich unsanft auf die F??e.Es gab ein Plop und der Leuchtstab vergl?hte. "Schei?e... ach egal.",J?rgens Stimme klang ziemlich. And this also isn’t exactly the world he invested so much energy in. He is dark haired and broad shouldered, it doesn’t need a genius to figure out that in this alternate world the heir to the throne is not a secret bastard this time. And from thinking about his siblings he also realized, that time has passed differently.While in his favourite book series the heir to the throne was a measely twelve years old when the plot started, Lyonel was in fact 21. His little sister Myrcella had seen her. Just then the bell rang out its soothing tone.“Okay, now you all have a good weekend and don’t forget to study for the chapter test on Monday, Jay would you please stay for a minute,” Mrs. Kline said, giving me an upset look.After all the students have left the class, you walk over to Mrs. Kline's desk, who was finishing some last minute math work. You take this time to examine Mrs. Kline from your position. Mrs. Kline, not too bad to look at for a 42 year old, though she always wears puffy.