 Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese
Oh, man. Aaron felt sweat beading on the bad of his neck, threatening to run tracks down beneath his shirt. He really should've opted out of wearing his school sweater today. His cheeks were flushed from the heat, and his hair was in the early stages of sticking to his forehead. Sweetcheeks, this was uncomfortable.
As for the other happenings of the classroom, er? There was some confusion on the Max!front. Apparently that had been more than a prank? Aaron got the sense that someone was about to be in trouble when the Headmaster finally poked his head into the sweltering room. While the man was at it, could he maybe, pretty please, turn up the air? Actually, maybe he'd cast a charm on himself (since this was charms class).... Unfortunately, he didn't know the right bit of magic to use, and a freezing charm seemed like an accident waiting to happen. Especially to his partially scrambled brain.
...and he was beginning to itch. Gross.
It was difficult to focus, truthfully. And, actually, he wasn't that easy to annoy. Though, this heat was starting to get a small rise out of him.... "Nightmares can annoying." ..... as well as sweating. ACK.
__________________ We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________
Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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