01-20-2019, 06:54 PM
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Pygmy Puff
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| hey Shan Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent Quote:
Originally Posted by Shanners Odaline didn't like how she was feeling now that her head had settled into being away from home and being apart from her parents. She thought of them often when she was addressed in class and even though she was expected to break the rules she had lived by her entire life.. it was hard to. Which explained her confusion and the struggle she was having. Everyone here had friends already. All of the students she had been sorted with had established friendships and Oda had nothing like that.
She had herself and she had her studying. Which, as she expected, she was good at.
Oda had been confused when she came across a mirror that couldn't give her a reflection of herself initially, but now that she felt lost.. it had become something she visited a couple of times a week. Today, she was sat cross-legged and facing it. Gunnar had plenty of homework that he should be doing and he was pretty sure he had a Transfiguration quiz coming up that he should study for, but none of that was anything he really wanted to do. Still, he had gone to the library to get a few books that he needed and could use whenever he didn't have something better to do. And that's what he was doing right now - looking for something better to do.
He told himself that if he didn't find something to do by the time he made it down to his common room, then he'd actually sit down and finish his homework. But he was open for anything remotely interesting since he was clearly procrastinating.
As he walked down the corridor, Gunnar slowed as he neared a younger girl sitting in front of a mirror. Oh yeah, that mirror. He remember being rather curious about it in his first year here, but then he pretty much forgot about it. Stopping behind her, Gunnar peered into the mirror, unsurprised to not see his reflection looking back at him. But he quietly allowed his eyes to take in the contents of the mirror for a moment. "Do you s'pose that's an alternate reality or a room trapped behind glass?" Or maybe there was another explanation for it.
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