 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
The cushioned seats were something Dhruv could get used to. Not that they'd sat in uncomfortable seats at previous jobs. The point was, their bum was comfortable, and so were they in general as he gazed over the four House tables. They was quietly reminiscing their own time as a student here. All the good times, all the challenging times, all the frustrating times and especially, the times they had struggled with their identity. It all seemed like a lifetime ago and there was not a thing that they would change for those experiences had shaped who they was today - someone they were very proud of being.
Dhruv's gaze slunked towards the other end of the Staff Table. So far, they'd gotten along with everyone on the team. This was a good start and they looked forward to what was in store for the school year. |