 be curious, not judgmental
Spooky.
Max was really glad he hadn't been the first one to arrive, otherwise he probably would have thought he wandered into the wrong room. But... everyone seemed to be as startled as he was at the change in the room's appearance. He took a brief moment to read the writing on the wall, raised his eyebrows, and peeked into the bag slung over his shoulder. Well. He had them, yes, as should most, he thought - who didn't bring standard materials to class?
...But what was the purpose of this?
Max moved out of the doorway and scooted off to the side a few feet away from the door, stopping next to Vickers. His uneasiness made itself quite apparent on his face as his gaze moved back and forth across the room, aware of his surroundings.
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