 • HuffleStud • Knight of The Zodiac • Manly Beard-Grower • Cicatrice de Harry •
Curtis was here... mostly. His physical presence, though what was going on in his mind was another matter. Isolation wasn't a stranger to him, but that was when he had control. Control slipped away by the day with him as of now.
"Hello... Professor." Curtis was exhausted. He slept most of the time and that made him more tired than usual after enough lack of exercise. He did manage a hint of a smile at his godmother before taking his seat.
Why do we feel itchy? Curtis read the board before privately thinking, Because we don't get to bathe enough. Could he say that? Nah, maybe once it was all over.
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