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Charely Potter · 01-18-2020, 02:08 PM

The longer Curtis sat here, the less he was understanding the point of this exercise. When the paper he got was marked wrong on two questions, he looked right back up. First looking at his father, who.. nope, he couldn't even put into words on what he was thinking. How long have they been here? Hours? The amount of time he spent staring at the paper felt like an eternity before finally, he looked right back at the Headmaster.

"I believe I don't understand what you're asking of me to write, Headmaster." Scribbling over what he had marked as wrong as he spoke. "These questions are very vague to me as they expect me to know what a person in this scenario who actually cares is thinking during this. Since I don't really care and can't read minds I can only make an educated guess on these questions.... Sir." It's like they want me to change how I think. I can't do that. Wasn't I dragged here to learn something? Suddenly, it felt as if a shadow had cast over.

"I don't understand the last question at all, Headmaster. How am I supposed to know what all they aren't apologizing for? Not having an excuse? Not caring? That'd be too many for me to list." To the average person, they'd probably stop there with their frustration. Stop to ask questions, seem to put more effort and maybe even apologize for taking so long? That was how things usually went... But... what was Curtis going to do now? Well...he took the paper to crumple it up and threw it at the door.

Uh oh..

"That's how much I really care! I'm sorry I was late, okay! But you don't even care that I didn't understand and now just want to humiliate and lock me up!" Curtis could feel something clouding his vision and it was warm and wet running down his cheeks. "Well, I'm not stupid and I actually wanted to be in your class and learn! That's why I thanked you! But you don't care. You're just a big MEANIE!!" Curtis screamed that last word at the top of his lungs. Talk about an awkward moment of silence.

Now if there was any shred of dignity left, Curtis should have gone over to grab that paper and then apologize. But instead.... he just got up from the table and went over to a corner with his back facing them before sliding down into a fetal position.

What happens now?

01-18-2020, 02:08 PM	#17 (permalink)
Charely Potter Wizarding World RPG Admin St. Mungo's Mod WWW Mod Alley Proprietor Mooncalf Join Date: May 2003 Location: In the Blue (EST) Posts: 7,107 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ean Zoilo Feirgrund Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Jansher Leon Grunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diego Mason Melo-Dreamer Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Dionysus Scorpius Laramore Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Paul Lee Gen Rocker Hufflepuff Third Year Ministry Department Head: Firash Zarko Grunt Games & Sports Ministry Department Head: Isaek Fyodore Edelbach International Cooperation Diagon Alley Proprietor: Talom Geremiah Spectre Gringotts Wizarding Bank x8 x7	big oof here • HuffleStud • Knight of The Zodiac • Manly Beard-Grower • Cicatrice de Harry • The longer Curtis sat here, the less he was understanding the point of this exercise. When the paper he got was marked wrong on two questions, he looked right back up. First looking at his father, who.. nope, he couldn't even put into words on what he was thinking. How long have they been here? Hours? The amount of time he spent staring at the paper felt like an eternity before finally, he looked right back at the Headmaster. "I believe I don't understand what you're asking of me to write, Headmaster." Scribbling over what he had marked as wrong as he spoke. "These questions are very vague to me as they expect me to know what a person in this scenario who actually cares is thinking during this. Since I don't really care and can't read minds I can only make an educated guess on these questions.... Sir." It's like they want me to change how I think. I can't do that. Wasn't I dragged here to learn something? Suddenly, it felt as if a shadow had cast over. "*I don't understand the last question at all, Headmaster. How am I supposed to know what all they aren't* apologizing for? Not having an excuse? Not caring? That'd be too many for me to list." To the average person, they'd probably stop there with their frustration. Stop to ask questions, seem to put more effort and maybe even apologize for taking so long? That was how things usually went... But... what was Curtis going to do now? Well...he took the paper to crumple it up and threw it at the door. Uh oh.. "That's how much I really care! I'm sorry I was late, okay! But you don't even care that I didn't understand and now just want to humiliate and lock me up!" Curtis could feel something clouding his vision and it was warm and wet running down his cheeks. "Well, I'm not stupid and I actually wanted to be in your class and learn! That's why I thanked you! But you don't care. You're just a big MEANIE!!*" Curtis screamed that last word at the top of his lungs. Talk about an awkward moment of silence. Now if there was any shred of dignity left, Curtis should have gone over to grab that paper and then apologize. But instead.... he just got up from the table and went over to a corner with his back facing them before sliding down into a fetal position. What happens now? __________________ Last edited by Charely Potter; 01-18-2020 at 04:04 PM. Reason: formatting and missing words*