Question of Time
Question of Time
Whoever thought cheaters were slackers must have never tried copying down answers for a test before. Leorio let out an exhausted sigh while collapsing onto the desk he was sitting at. It was hopeless! He was going to fail the final exam and never become a hunter because he lacked the ability to retain any knowledge under pressure.
"Dude, you can't give up yet!" Pokkle, Leorio's studying buddy, encouraged from beside him.
Leorio rolled one eye up to look up at the smaller teenager. "My brain's going to explode if I read one more book," he said with an exaggerated huff.
Leaning back in his chair, Pokkle rested his head on the book shelf behind him. "Yeah, mine too," he said, "How about we take a ten minute break, then?"
Leorio shrugged in response. His brain couldn't possibly recover in ten minutes ....
"Maybe if you distract yourself it'll help you recooperate?" Pokkle suggested.
Again, Leorio shurgged. What could possibly distract him from his upcoming failure? If Kurapika were there, maybe, but - Oh, wait! That gave him an idea!
"Let me see your hand," Leorio said, holding out his own towards Pokkle," Kurapika showed me how to do something last night."
Pokkle raised one eyebrow and hesitated on giving his hand over, a squeamish expression on his face. He so did not want to know what those two had been doing the other night.
Rolling his eyes, Leorio reached out and grabbed Pokkle's hand. "It's nothing like that," he said while turning Pokkle's hand over so that his palm was facing upward," He taught me how to read palms."
Pokkle's mouth formed a small 'o' and he relaxed his posture. He leaned over, curious as to what Leorio would see.
"Let's see ... you're a soul of intellect, you're calling is that of adventure, and you'll live to be ... " Leorio paused as he ran his finger down a thin line on Pokkle's palm and then his face contorted into that of disgust, "Ew, you've got a bug on your life line."