Lysander is sitting in the Corridor. He doesn't have a reason really.

And no, he's not wearing a shirt.

HI GUYS. I AM WRITING TO TELL YOU THAT TODAY IS THE LAST SHOW OF GREASE YEAHHHHH!!!!

Also, I am dropping Cain because I never play him. We can say he died or something idk.

Roxy.

I need to speak with you.

Lysander is incredibly bored. He is wandering aimlessly around the hallways, without his shirt because of Lor's  nargle scare the previous day. He stops to stare at a portrait.

Lysander is sitting at the Dinner table, picking at his food. He just woke up, so he isn't particularly hungry. HE ISN'T BEING SAD, I SWEAR.

Lysander is sitting on the edge of the lake, waiting for...well, nothing, I guess. He's sad. and lonely. What an emo kid.

Lysander is on the 7th floor. He is standing in front of a blank piece of wall, trying to decide if he wants to go in or not. He decides to go in and walks past the wall three times. A door appears and he walks in looking at the round-about, remembering. He sighs.

Ro-Roxy?

*clears throat*

Er.

Dom. Dom and I have something to tell you.