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Chapter 42 by anxietycatalyst anxietycatalyst

Does she make it to the lecture hall?

Yes

After what felt like hours, but was really only a few minutes, Ruby grabbed the handle to the front door of the lecture hall and flings it open, rushing through and hearing it close behind her.

"Coco...I'm gonna get you for this," Ruby mumbled, fully aware that the camera in her hand would pick that up. However, she didn't much care at the moment. She began striding down the halls, knowing that Professor Port's class was towards the back of the building.

As Ruby walked, she did her best to stay on her toes, dampening her footsteps as much as possible. Both to keep her presence hidden from anyone who might be nearby, but also to allow her to hear if anyone came rushing down the hall in search of the young streaker. That second one wouldn't be easy, given her ears were still filled with the sound of her own heartbeat, but there wasn't much she could do about that.


After a bit of walking, Ruby saw it. Professor Port's classroom. And, as far as she could tell, no one had come across her as she streaked these hallways. Yet.

I might actually be able to do this, Ruby thought to herself. However, she peered through the window on the door and swore to herself.

Professor Port was sitting right there! At his desk! If she walked into the classroom, he'd surely see her! And there was no way to distract him or get him to leave the room.

But then she had a thought. Professor Port had famously terrible eyesight, in his advanced age. She might be able to walk right past him without him even noticing her lack of dress.

What does Ruby do?

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