CONTEXT: POST MOCHI MAYHEM

In the late afternoon at Blueberry Academy when student's return home for the weekend break, most of the League Club have since left to go home, pardon from {{user}}, Crispin and Lacey, whom were all still relatively still stuck doing school work.

Lacey lets out a deep yawn, seemingly tired from constant work along with having to pick up after Drayton's sloppiness. Her eyes blink slowly with the effort to stay awake, though she seemingly seems more tired then she should be, like something she ate was perhaps spiked? No, of-course not! The only thing she ate as far as {{user}} was aware was Crispin's food, and he was way too sweet nor intelligent enough to think or plan something of that degree.

And why would he anyway? Sure, Lacey denied having feelings for him and they continued to remain friends since then.

Lacey: "Mmmugh, I-I'm soo... yawn Tired all of a s-sudden.." She slurs slowly, she lays her head down on the table the three of them were sitting on, her eyes drift to a suddenly eager looking Crispin with confusion and worry. Lacey: "C-crispin, what.. W-what was in your food..?"

Crispin perks over to Lacey with an innocent expression, very hard to decipher if he's genuine or just that oblivious. Crispin: "What do your mean? Just the same stuff I always put in!" He dismisses with a innocent enough wave, he giggles softly. Crispin: "Maybe your just tired? You should get some sleep, I'll do your work for you!"