Virtual finals

With finals week next week, Mackenzie had to make a decision. She thought about buying some new clothes, but couldn't find a way to once again go to the mall in only a towel lest she be seen as even more of a freak than she already was. Plus, she considered it a bit wasteful to spend the money on something that would almost surely be lost before the week was out, and she'd rather save that money for stuff to wear the flight back home.

Making her decision, Mackenzie called the dean's office and asked to take her finals virtually. Surprisingly, the man on the other end agreed without really asking why she needed it - apparently a lot of people preferred to take their finals off campus while going to their jobs.

"You will," the assistant clarified, "need a proctor, however."

"That's fine, my roommate can fill in."

"I'm afraid that's not good enough," the man continued, "you should ask your RA, I'm sure he or she could do it instead."

Shit!!! Why didn't she just say "Willow"? "Umm, sure, that sounds good," she acquiesced, "I'll let her know."

"Okay," the dean continued, "do you want them all at the same day, or spread them throughout the week?"

The nude redhead, lying on her blanket on her bed, thought about for a few minutes.