The professor watched the exchange between students wryly.
Seeing the chocolate bar arise from Gemma's backpack, he telekinetically pulled it to himself at a speed too quick for her to react.
Catching it in his hand, he watched Gemma begin to draw.

''Gemma, is that your work you're doing?'' He asked, his eyes fixed on her intently for an answer.

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A Smouldering Heap Of Perfection.