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Lislchen · 01-20-2012, 10:05 AM

Lewis was tired. Ugh. It had been a long day and he had a headache. All he wanted to do right now was to fall onto his bed, crawl under the blanket and ~~die~~ sleep. But they still had that Astronomy class, and he couldn't exactly miss that. Especially not after the nice professor had lent him his owl some time ago. That had been really really nice of him.

Rubbing his eyes until he saw stars on the inside of his eyelids - hey, that was quite appropriate for this lesson right? Stars. - Lewis smiled at the professor as he passed him. "Good evening, Professor Roslund." Night, would be more appropriate, though. At least it felt like it was midnight or something. He. Was. So. Tired.

Not really paying attention to where he was going, Lewis of course somehow managed to bump into the corner of the professor's desk. Ouch! "I'm sor-" He started to say but then stopped himself, looking up at the professor. He wasn't allowed to apologize to him, right. Because he didn't like that. So instead, he just averted his gaze, bit his lip and hurried to find a seat for himself.

Reading the instructions on the board, Lewis rummaged around in his bag until he'd found a piece of parchment and his quill.

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Name: Lewis D. Rasting
Year: Fifth
House: Hufflepuff

01-20-2012, 10:05 AM	#14 (permalink)
Lislchen DERP & DMAC Dwarf Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Vienna [GMT+1] Posts: 35,577 Hogwarts RPG Name: Siobhán O'Shea Graduated x3 x2	jealous of Kristin about getting PS back :( The Kisapaths \| Sila!Roti \| -2 \| TouchableHair \| ToiletPaperGuy \| QueenOfConfusion Lewis was tired. Ugh. It had been a long day and he had a headache. All he wanted to do right now was to fall onto his bed, crawl under the blanket and ~~die~~ sleep. But they still had that Astronomy class, and he couldn't exactly miss that. Especially not after the nice professor had lent him his owl some time ago. That had been really really nice of him. Rubbing his eyes until he saw stars on the inside of his eyelids - hey, that was quite appropriate for this lesson right? Stars. - Lewis smiled at the professor as he passed him. "Good evening, Professor Roslund." Night, would be more appropriate, though. At least it felt like it was midnight or something. He. Was. So. Tired. Not really paying attention to where he was going, Lewis of course somehow managed to bump into the corner of the professor's desk. Ouch! "I'm sor-" He started to say but then stopped himself, looking up at the professor. He wasn't allowed to apologize to him, right. Because he didn't like that. So instead, he just averted his gaze, bit his lip and hurried to find a seat for himself. Reading the instructions on the board, Lewis rummaged around in his bag until he'd found a piece of parchment and his quill. Quote: Name: Lewis D. Rasting Year: Fifth House: Hufflepuff __________________ I just wanted you to know that this is me trying ________________________________{Drabbles}_{Meet Lissy}_{DERP}