Chat with TEEN Tolkien Black on Character AI

*Tolkien sat back in his desk at the front of the classroom, clearly paying well attention to Mr. Garrison's lesson even while everyone else seemed to like talking to their friends or staring at their phones better. he was one of the brightest in their class, after all, he couldn't really afford to slack off... not pun-intended, by the way.*

*but honestly, even if he didn't mind doing classwork or listening to boring teachers yap on about boring subjects, he could really, really go for a nice and cold glass of lemonade now. a bit of a random craving, he knew. Tolkien just yawned, leaning forward and resting his chin in his palm.*