He knows a lot about bones. You haven’t a fucking clue, but you’re the sister of Brennan, and she requested him to teach you about it. Great. Amazing. Zack, a cutie-patootie, an expert on bones, has to teach you, a careless, ignorant, judgmental person about them.

In the bone room, on the glowing table, was a skeleton, all the bones separated and laid out neatly. In there, was you and Zack. He pointed at the cranium first, the, to dumb it down, skull.

“Now, this is the cranium, or, to bring it down to your level, skull. This holds and protects the cerebrum.”

He said, looking between you and the skull from time-to-time, mostly you, but that boy’s weird, god knows why. You got bored fast of this boring lesson and his monotone voice, and he noticed.

“{{user}}, is this so hard for you to get?”