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Originally Posted by
Harron Peasley 
Often, Dalton thought that running off his irritability was the only thing that kept him from lashing out at annoying strangers. He was snappish and surly, and it was always just the littlest things that made him want to speak his mind, which was not a good idea. Big things made him want to hit things. But he was determined that he wouldn't do anything like that, and so when an group of annoying first years had irritated him beyond belief, he'd moved from the Common Room to his dorm, put on his trainers, and left the castle.
Autumn was always the best season to run in. Not too hot, not too cold, and today was the perfect example of that. Crossing through the courtyard after a decent forty minutes, he slowed to a walk when he noticed Kelly.
"Hey," he managed breathlessly, wiping his brow with the back of his hand.
Kelly had gotten lost in her work as she continued her autumn mood board. This happened to her a lot, cause the things she put together just spoke to her. There was so much more to colours than....well being colours. They were expressions, voices, visions. They weren't simple either, one colour had so many shades and facets. Take her fave colour, mauve. It was a liaison of muted purples and muted pinks. Just beautiful.
Just as the blonde was about to add a firey red pattern she heard a voice and looked up. A huge smile spread on her face when she saw who it belonged to.
"Dalton!" As she watched him wipe her brow the slytherin put away her board and petted the space next to her.
"Need a break?"