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Deniiz
After being all depressed and sad that it would be a LONG time until he saw his family again, Forrest had decided it would be better for him to get out of his compartment to discover the train. So, with the small bag his father'd gifted him to put his wand and wallet, he started to walk down the train slowly, peeking at every opening to see what was inside.
None of them contained a toilet. He needed one though, because he could feel the tears' way all sticky. He had to wash his face to get rid of any evidence of crying.
Upon seeing an older girl, he approached her at his timidest and cleared his throat in an attempt to draw her attention.
"Is--is there a t--toilet 'round here?"
When Felix suddenly shifted and slipped from her shoulder back to her hands she gave him a look. Why so restless? It wasn't until she heard someone clearing their throat that she got to figuring why...or...half why. Whipping around her eyes landing on a boy...with a tear stained face...?
Blink. Blink.
She tilted her head and stared at him for what might have been a long time. How curious. She hadn't actually run into any crying firsties before...assuming he was a firstie because he looked like one. He had to be.
"Uhhh...there is actually, it's up that way." Her eyes didn't leave him.
Crying got you a tear stained face. Why was he
crying???? Didn't he know he was headed to one of the best places in the world.
Her brows crinkled as she continued to stare because she didn't know what to make of this.
"Is...is something bothering you?"