 Post 3 - Sitting? Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite
You know when you stood up for too long and your legs started cramping? That was happening right now. The boy shook his legs a few times to wake them up while his quill scribbled away at the positions people had taken up to hide before disillusioning themselves.
With them properly awoken, Blaise flopped to the floor, legs crossed in full view of the Professor and continued watching his classmates disappear all around him.
He caught Daxton scaling the wall and taking a stance there and gave him something of a salute then turned to watch his classmates again. They were the interesting sort that all decided to go hiding instead of seeking each other--which worked even better for him he supposed. With everyone so busy hiding themselves, there was no one to really care about him sitting there.
When he could no longer see anyone, he ushered the notepad in front of him and began going through the embellished notes. Might as well catch up on a good story. With no one seeking, this was gonna be a LOOOONNNGGG class.
__________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________
______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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