 Snow Miser | Munchy | Molly Hooper | T | Hey, you | Phantom | Mrs. Chris Evans | Brat Pack | Tristalen
Phoenix has seen the poster for the study group, and he had been intrigued, not only by how it was worded but by seeing a Phoenix on the flyer!
Anything that had to do with his name he was curious about, so he showed up, hands in his pockets, tie pulled slack at his chest, his brown hair a little messy and his knapsack casually slung over one shoulder.
He wasn’t going to win points for the neatest uniform, and he was probably going lose points, but at the moment he didn’t really care. The rules were really wearing on him and he was tired. SORE every morning was not his mug of butterbeer.
He smiled as he saw Nora in there, and came to a stop close to her.
“Hey guys.” He said with a shrug of his shoulders that was meant as a greeting, seeing as his hands were still in his pockets. |