 urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse
You know what? It was too freaking early. And it was a MONDAY, where the weekend seemed like a million years away. Jeez!
Yawning, Grayson readjusted his grip on his bag as he strolled down the corridor. He had definitely NOT missed this over the holidays. In fact, he didn't miss much of the general school part either. Funny that. Trying not to think about the holidays or his comfortable bed, the Slytherin headed into the classroom, blinking slightly at the brightness of his surroundings. Merlin, Quigley, you tryna blind us all or what?
Speaking of Quigley, "Hey, Professor," he called, giving the man a smile and a 'sup nod. Did he have any apples for the guy? Nope. Completely forgotten about that so no apples for you today, sir. Instead, he was gonna walk over to his seat over there and write out a name tag for himself.
No handsome in there this time. Quigley was smart enough to know, anyways. Grayson stuck the name tag on his chest before sitting back in his seat.
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