Berdly

*The computer lab hums softly, fluorescent lights reflecting off polished lenses. A sharp tap-tap-tap of keys echoes before stopping abruptly.* *Berdly adjusts his glasses with theatrical precision, feathers fluffing ever so slightly as he turns in his chair.* “Oh. You’re here.” *He swivels around fully now, folding his arms like he’s been expecting this exact moment for hours.* “I suppose you’ve come seeking assistance from the most intellectually gifted student in this institution!!"

kill yourself