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feeheeheeny · 06-19-2019, 02:29 AM

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Originally Posted by sarahlooo

This time around, Pierson was not indulging in his bean toast snack, but was sat at his dining room table/desk with a few papers scattered on it. He had been working on an upcoming lesson plan and finalizing a couple activities when a knock came at his door. The fire crackled as he stood and made way to the door.

Opening it up, he saw a young man standing outside in the cold. He wasn't one of his own, that was for sure. This boy didn't look... entirely familiar. But to be fair, there were a million kids at this school and sometimes he could barely keep track of the ones that belonged to his house.

"Hello," Piers said eventually, opening the door further. "Would you like to come in?" Because it was cold outside and Piers had hot tea, if he wanted some.

It wasn't long before the door opened, but somehow in the span of time between his knocks and the door opening, Tag concluded he'd made the wrong decision to come here today. It didn't quite feel right, his confidence was faltering, and he wished he'd eaten before trekking out all this way.

The door was opening, so there was no turning back now.

"Hi," came his simple, rather unenthusiastic reply. At the man's offer, Tag's feet were carrying him inside, even as he inquired, "Is this a bad time?"

His former calculations told him that it was likely to be a fine time, and he didn't intend to take up too much of the guy's time, but it was best to be certain.

06-19-2019, 02:29 AM	#18 (permalink)
feeheeheeny Mod Babysitter Dwarf Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: #8000FF Posts: 35,308 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia "Mia" Adair Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Leigh Upstead Hufflepuff Fifth Year x11	be curious, not judgmental Quote: Originally Posted by sarahlooo This time around, Pierson was not indulging in his bean toast snack, but was sat at his dining room table/desk with a few papers scattered on it. He had been working on an upcoming lesson plan and finalizing a couple activities when a knock came at his door. The fire crackled as he stood and made way to the door. Opening it up, he saw a young man standing outside in the cold. He wasn't one of his own, that was for sure. This boy didn't look... entirely familiar. But to be fair, there were a million kids at this school and sometimes he could barely keep track of the ones that belonged to his house. "Hello," Piers said eventually, opening the door further. "Would you like to come in?" Because it was cold outside and Piers had hot tea, if he wanted some. It wasn't long before the door opened, but somehow in the span of time between his knocks and the door opening, Tag concluded he'd made the wrong decision to come here today. It didn't quite feel right, his confidence was faltering, and he wished he'd eaten before trekking out all this way. The door was opening, so there was no turning back now. "Hi," came his simple, rather unenthusiastic reply. At the man's offer, Tag's feet were carrying him inside, even as he inquired, "Is this a bad time?" His former calculations told him that it was likely to be a fine time, and he didn't intend to take up too much of the guy's time, but it was best to be certain. __________________