You're a Meme One
"I swear, if I see Therion steal one more thing, I'm going to yeet him back to Bolderfall where we found him," Tressa groaned.
Olberic raised an eyebrow. "What's a 'yeet'?"
"Everyone knows what yeeting is, Olberic."
He raised his other eyebrow. "I don't."
Tressa blinked. "Oh, right. You're a boomer, Olberic. Of course you don't."
Olberic stared at her as she walked away. What in Brand's name was a 'boomer'? He wasn't sure, but it felt like an insult.
"...And that is, as I believe the kids say, 'lit'," Cyrus concluded.
"Did...did you just say 'lit,' Professor?" Tressa said in disbelief.
"Why, yes! My students say it all the time, so I thought perhaps it would be appropriate to finish off my lesson."
Tressa stared at him in horror. "Please never say that again. It just sounds weird when you do it!"
Maybe it was a good thing that Olberic wasn't familiar with newer slang if it was just going to lead to stuff like this.