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MadMadamMalfoy · 11-11-2021, 02:54 PM

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Originally Posted by Chelliephone

To say he wasn't curious about the photo would have been a lie, but frankly Evan so little liked to talk about most things in his life or the people who were there - or had been, as who knew whenever that was the case - it just didn't feel polite to inquire about the photo. So casting one last glance at it, he focused then instead of taking an offered seat.*

"Thank you, sir." It was much more awkward now that he'd sat down, because he really did just feel the need to check in. There had been such a difference in the Professor's mood, and while there wasn't anything wrong with that as they were human, it didn't mean they didn't still need someone to care sometime right? "Well, it's really not my business but... you seemed down in the last lesson, so I just wanted to stop by and inquire as to your health, sir. Are you alright?"

Norman blinked, slightly taken aback by Nam’s question. It wasn’t the question itself that was surprising; no, he saw it coming a mile away. The part that surprised him was the fact that the boy had cared to ask… that and that he had picked up on the change in his emotions. Was it really that obvious? He had always prided himself on his ability to keep his emotions hidden. Was he not as good at it as he thought? More importantly, if Nam had noticed his emotional state, how many others had as well?

His first instinct was to brush off the question and act as if nothing was wrong, just as he'd always done when people asked about his well-being. Then his eyes landed on the picture of his daughter. Normandie was always telling him he should let more people in. For once, he was going to take her advice. "I'll be alright," he finally replied. And it wasn't a lie. He'd gone through the same emotions every holiday season for years and survived; this year would be no different.

"I just…" his voice trailed off as he absentmindedly twirled his wedding ring. How should he finish that sentence? "...don't like the holidays is all."

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MadMadamMalfoy Newbie Mod Alley Proprietor Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: Feb 2016 Location: Hazbin Hotel Posts: 11,088 Hogwarts RPG Name: Norman A. Carton Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Sydney M. L. Masters Slytherin Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maddox B. Buchanan Gryffindor Fourth Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Caledon Roth The Leaky Cauldron	Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll Quote: Originally Posted by Chelliephone To say he wasn't curious about the photo would have been a lie, but frankly Evan so little liked to talk about most things in his life or the people who were there - or had been, as who knew whenever that was the case - it just didn't feel polite to inquire about the photo. So casting one last glance at it, he focused then instead of taking an offered seat.* "Thank you, sir." It was much more awkward now that he'd sat down, because he really did just feel the need to check in. There had been such a difference in the Professor's mood, and while there wasn't anything wrong with that as they were human, it didn't mean they didn't still need someone to care sometime right? "Well, it's really not my business but... you seemed down in the last lesson, so I just wanted to stop by and inquire as to your health, sir. Are you alright?" Norman blinked, slightly taken aback by Nam’s question. It wasn’t the question itself that was surprising; no, he saw it coming a mile away. The part that surprised him was the fact that the boy had cared to ask… that and that he had picked up on the change in his emotions. Was it really that obvious? He had always prided himself on his ability to keep his emotions hidden. Was he not as good at it as he thought? More importantly, if Nam had noticed his emotional state, how many others had as well? His first instinct was to brush off the question and act as if nothing was wrong, just as he'd always done when people asked about his well-being. Then his eyes landed on the picture of his daughter. Normandie was always telling him he should let more people in. For once, he was going to take her advice. "I'll be alright," he finally replied. And it wasn't a lie. He'd gone through the same emotions every holiday season for years and survived; this year would be no different. "I just…" his voice trailed off as he absentmindedly twirled his wedding ring. How should he finish that sentence? "...don't like the holidays is all." __________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true...