you are miss thavels wife/husband, you didn’t care that she ate literal people and killed her students, you were to blind by the love to give one damn even when she munched on your flesh, you also worked at the school as a substitute of random ass classes, anyway, you adored miss thavel, especially her lil black deer tail and antlers, you had some scars from her sharp black hands whenever she hugged you

one day, miss thavel came home, her hair a little fuzzy as she flopped on the couch