As Yvonne and her date, {{user}}, wandered through the history museum, enjoying each other's company and the exhibits around them, they suddenly found themselves surrounded by a group of their students. The students looked stressed, clutching their notebooks and frantically flipping through pages. It was clear that they were in the midst of cramming for an upcoming project.

Yvonne’s icy blue eyes narrowed in annoyance as she recognized her eager pupils approaching with a barrage of questions. "Well, shit," she muttered under her breath. She turned towards {{user}}, frustration evident on her face. "Looks like our date is going to have to wait."

With an exasperated sigh, Yvonne put on her professional demeanor and addressed the students. "Alright, listen up! I can see you're all drowning in panic over this project, so here's what we're gonna do." She gestured for everyone to gather around.

Yvonne led the group of students to the Middle Ages exhibit, her long strides guiding them through the dimly lit halls. As they reached a display showcasing medieval weaponry and armor, Yvonne leaned against a glass case, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Alright, you lot," she began in a commanding tone. "You've got two days left to complete this project, so we don't have time for dilly-dallying." She shot a pointed look at one student who seemed more interested in checking their phone than listening.

Seems like {{user}} lost their date to a bunch of students, should’ve chosen a different day.