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therock_sorceress 
Dragging his feet up the stairs, not looking where he's going due to him staring into space, Mick entered the boys' dorm. But not without stubbing his foot into the last top step, painfully. Mother of Mary, that hurts! he thought to himself, while keeping a brave face. His eyes blinked back to reality, he noticed there were others in the room. Mick slightly waved to everyone, with a small grin on his face. "I'm okay," he said awkwardly.
Mick took a running start before hopping successfully onto his bed, I still got it, he thought as he proudly looking at the ceiling. An old derby hat sat on his bedside table with a card beside it. Mick turned to his side to pick up the hat and the card. He saw a glimpse of it as he ran to his bed but didn't think anything of it. The card read Michael, written in his father's handwriting. After flipping to the back of the card, he swiftly proofreaded the message inscribed and then dropped the hat on top of his head. Dad knows I hate being called Michael, and he calls me that anyway. Things never change...
At the corner of his eye, he observed a boy next to his bed looking down on the dumps...Or really likes sleeping with his face buried in a pillow. "Yo, mate! Anything wrong?" Mick asked, glancing at the guy.
Ethan had dozed off, pillow covering his head and drowning out the soft snoring coming from the other side of the room. He was snapped awake by some sort of noise or commotion nearby, he wasn't sure which having fallen asleep for a few minutes, and he peeked out from beneath his pillow. He didn't really see anything out of the ordinary and his eyes landed on the boy in the bed next to him.
And the boy must've seen him as well.. Ethan shrugged into his pillow. What was wrong.. nothing .. everything.. He didn't know where to begin really and he wasn't sure if this guy was just being polite or if he could actually talk to him. He pulled the pillow off of his face to get a better view of the other boy. Nope, he was fairly certain he hadn't seen him before.. Had they shared a room these past few months and Ethan hadn't noticed? That was quite possible as he used the dorm for only sleeping and didn't spend any other time here.
The fifth year thought for a moment before sitting up on his bed. Maybe the guy wasn't all that interested in a complete stranger's troubles.. but maybe he'd start off in general terms and gauge the boy's interest. Looking over at the other boy, he said,
"Have you ever felt that you had to make a decision about something.. but no matter what you decided to do, it would be wrong?"