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Kill off this thinking, it's starting to sink in
Zander is standing at a certain edge of the lake, one of the parts where the surface isn't frozen. He wants to go swimming, and he scrutinizes the water for a moment before casting a warming charm on himself, and tries to warm the water too. He strips off his shirt, shivering despite his spell, and starts to wade in. -
I can't wait for you to fuck me up
Zander is outside once again. He's leaning against one of the castle walls, slowly sipping tea and playing with a Muggle lighter. Feel free to come bother him. -
yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive
Zander sits in the snow somewhere near the Forbidden Forest, tracing patterns in the white ice with his wand. He's wearing a traditional Santa Clause hat, but it's black velvet instead of red. -
tell me I'm an angel, take this to my grave
Zander is curled up on a window sill in one of the corridors, reading a book, eyebrow furrowed in concentration as he reads and one hand in his hair. -
i bleed it out digging deeper
~Currently walking out of one of his classes, a guilty look on his face.~
No, sir. Of course not. I was most definitely was not the culprit who chucked a dungbomb through one of the castle windows... if you'll excuse me -- yes sir, I told you it wasn't me! -- I've got to get to class.
*rolls eyes and walks quickly down the corridor*
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wait, i'm coming undone
Zander is in one of the dungeon classrooms working on a potion for extra credit, very concentrated, swearing to himself as he messes up.
Damn, damn, damn! Why do I always add the bloody dragon breath so early... Christ...