The afternoon tutorial was going nowhere. Evey, dressed in her crisp white shirt, was trying desperately to engage Jess, but the brunette student, slouching at the table in a patterned blouse, seemed determined to resist all attempts at learning. When Evey assigned a simple task—write a poem about a forest—Jess simply wrote "A tree in a forrest".
It was clear sarcasm. She decided something had to be done to reign in this situation, so she demanded more effort, more engagement. But Jess was done with the tutoring. She feigned a need to grab something from her cabinet, used what she knew to be a pre-determined plan for this event, before the student had fully stood, Evey had a pre-soaked chloroform cloth and was all over her. Jess crumbled, finally relenting.
With the student unconscious, Evey began her new lesson. First, she needed to ensure there would be no more backchat. She removed a black tie and used it to gag Jess, securing the cloth in her mouth and tying it brutally tight behind her head. Now that the disruption was prevented she could now focus on other learning.
Then, Evey produced a roll of wide, light blue tape. She wound it tightly around Jess's waist and arms, pinning the student firmly to the back of the chair, effectively silencing and making her available for what Evey had initially been tasked to perform. However, with the turn of events, that initial task had now changed. Evey sat back, prepared to wait patiently. It seems you cant polish a turd.
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