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Rooney was well on his way to becoming a library hermit, in fact...since he'd thrown a punch (or rather a few swift kicks) at Tak, he'd spent every day in here and had no intention of being elsewhere. Newfound comforts were the corners of this large place and hiding behind piles upon piles of books that he wasn't actually reading. Rooney Bronwyn was obviously in hiding. He couldn't bear to come face-to-face with his ex-best-friend Olivia Phillips or her new boyfriend. He couldn't bear to actually see anyone that would obviously know what had happened.
He didn't want to know their thoughts on it, or their opinions on him.
Today, he was dedicated to the art of Transfiguration and the history behind some of his favourite spells. It wasn't quite the things he would need in his exams, but the extra knowledge calmed the frustrations in him better than beating up any shrimp could. Because beating someone up wasn't him, it was just a horrible version of what he was made to be.
And by golly, it was horrible to be in the brain of Rooney Bronwyn right now.
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