 lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
Tidy as usual, West had his bag over one shoulder as he arrived in class. This was... different? He took a spot at a work bench and unpacked his bag... namely, his gargoyle in its box. He also had his wand obviously, and if he needed it quill and parchment, but he left that in his bag for now and put that on the floor under the bench.
"Hello professor Bellaire." West said quietly but politely. Aaaaand... he just stood there and waited. No sitting or anything.
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