 Slytherin by heart
He took his usual seat against his desk. He did it often enough that he wondered why he even had a desk. Of course, then he would remind himself that there was such a thing as paperwork. Ugh. Perhaps he would move his desk elsewhere. Procrastinate in grading homework... moreso.
He played with his hair a little, letting it entwine and slip through his fingers. It was a habit not often seen, and he was more likely to have his hair tied back. "Either way, Marco, I am more than willing to make amends."
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Armand and Damien Beta-Erikson
Named for Legends
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