 Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN
Kale was a sad sack of a boy. In the last few days, he had discovered his Daddee was not his Daddee at all and instead a face stealing gremlin, he had been stupefied that first night back, AND he had an unforgivable curse tossed at him in DADA. This was the darkest timeline.
The fifth year dragged himself from corridor to corridor just to do something when he heard the shOUT! With the current climate of the school, Kale felt his heart fall out of his bum. WAS SOMEONE HURT????
He bolted, throwing open the door to the Art Classroom, and was pelted with red. OMIGOD. He froze. Someone was dead. WaaaaaaaaaaaH!!! He walked in on an attAcK.
AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Alert. ALERT. A L E R T.
Oh. Wait. He wiped at his eyes. Red paint. Wowza. “Bernie?” Kale blinked. “You okay?”
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