Mojo was rushing out of her last Hexing class of the day to make it back to her dorm room. Just the day before, Mojo had unofficially returned to her classes, and had taken up doing her assignments once again in hopes of impressing Bloody, who had apparently returned to the campus sometime a few days prior, though Mojo had hardly seen head or tail of the demoness she knew as a friend.
But that was all besides the point. The main issue was that Mojo had, unwittingly, put her pet shadow plant Orc in danger after she successfully created a fetish for an assignment in her other Hexing class. Sure, she was proud of her work, but she was, for once in an insanely long time, nervous. Her little plant had never been so much as the tiniest bit thirsty while under her care. Now he was retching and suffering aches and chills. She was ashamed that she'd let her guard down and her friend was now battling sickness as a result