06-19-2016, 04:11 PM
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Originally Posted by Charely Potter
What was Justin usually doing in his spare time? Humming would be one of them as he got around to finally removing some of the decorations. He was only a month behind, so no huge biggie. Settling down right after, he decided to enjoy some of the still fresh cookies when he got a knock.
Oho? Who could it be? Getting up the Groundskeeper opened the door to see- "Why it's Master Song! Come on in." He wasn't letting any little snakes get frozen out. Giving him room to step in before heading back to the main room with a seat. "Is something on your mind?" Or did he just want a break from the chill outdoors? The rough knockings indicated otherwise. Thank goodness. The second McLeod's door opened, a rush of warmth hit Jaemin right in the face; the small boy shivered at the vast difference between the temperatures he was currently experiencing, eyes going right up to McLeod's face. As soon as the man mentioned coming inside, the diminutive Snake was in on the doorstep, pulling the scarf down so his mouth was no longer impeded by it.
"'lo sir," he said softly, taking half a moment to look around as he followed the man deeper into the hut. It was more... homey, than the professors' offices he'd been in. But that was probably because McLeod lived in here, right? Whereas the professors just spent massive amounts of time in their offices. They weren't actually... you know... their homes. They had to have proper bedrooms and chambers or something somewhere. Couldn't just sleep in their deskchairs.
He gave the place another quick look before he turned his attention back to McLeod, a slight frown on his face. "I wanted to ask what I need to do to drop out of a class... if I can drop out of it, too. Since it's already so far into the school year."
He had things to do and places he never wanted to go have to go again, you know? He looked at McLeod rather hopefully, because he was reaaaaally looking for a very specific answer here, and he'd probably be very unhappy if he didn't get it. |
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