 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
As he entered the classroom for the Ancient Runes lesson, Gunnar gave the professor a quick and silent nod in greeting before turning to find his seat. He stood next to his chosen desk and then his eyes fell on the instructions written on the board. Ugh. Were they supposed to sit and not follow the rules set by the Headmaster saying that they had to stand until instructed otherwise? Or....was the instruction on the board enough? He hated when rules were not clear cut and uniform. This was probably why so many people had trouble following the rules here.
A quick look around told him that most people decided to remain standing so he would too until Professor Sabra verbally told them at the start of class. He did reach into his bag to pull out his quill and parchment and laid them out on his desk. Otherwise, he'd just stand here silently until class began.
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
_________________________________________________you were good for the plot line |