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Week Name/Date/Time: 'Lost and Found' / Monday, November 14 / 8:06 PM
Location: Corridors
Open to: Astrid
Currently involving: Sean
For some reason, Sean was in a hurry. Well, he knew the reason, the reason was because he was trying to get away from the library as fast as possible. The library was gross. Filled with... books and things. And well, not his favourite place in the world.
But he had just spent two (yes, TWO!) hours there working on his bleeding awful stupid terrible Defence Against the Dark Arts homework. Or, as he was referring to it in his head, Defence Against the Stupid Arts homework. At any rate, he'd gone to the library instead of dinner (the librarian had not loved his impromptu feast of Chocolate Frogs, either because he'd not cleaned up afterward, or because some of them had jumped away from him and made a ruckus) and two hours later was now rushing away from the bloody awful place.
Rushing, yes. And tripping. And dropping books and papers everywhere. Oops.
Standing up and dusting himself off, Sean looked down at the mess he'd made. For a moment he thought perhaps he could just leave it there, but no, he'd spent two hours on that stupid homework and he was going to turn it in. Also, his name was scrawled all over everything, so it wasn't like it was an anonymous mess.
Grumbling, Sean bent over and began picking things up. His infinite patience was becoming sort of... finite.
Location: Corridors
Open to: Astrid
Currently involving: Sean
For some reason, Sean was in a hurry. Well, he knew the reason, the reason was because he was trying to get away from the library as fast as possible. The library was gross. Filled with... books and things. And well, not his favourite place in the world.
But he had just spent two (yes, TWO!) hours there working on his bleeding awful stupid terrible Defence Against the Dark Arts homework. Or, as he was referring to it in his head, Defence Against the Stupid Arts homework. At any rate, he'd gone to the library instead of dinner (the librarian had not loved his impromptu feast of Chocolate Frogs, either because he'd not cleaned up afterward, or because some of them had jumped away from him and made a ruckus) and two hours later was now rushing away from the bloody awful place.
Rushing, yes. And tripping. And dropping books and papers everywhere. Oops.
Standing up and dusting himself off, Sean looked down at the mess he'd made. For a moment he thought perhaps he could just leave it there, but no, he'd spent two hours on that stupid homework and he was going to turn it in. Also, his name was scrawled all over everything, so it wasn't like it was an anonymous mess.
Grumbling, Sean bent over and began picking things up. His infinite patience was becoming sort of... finite.