 urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse
Oh freaking Merlin, why so EARLY?!
Fine, it was 'school' and whatever and MAYBE he shouldn't have stayed up so late trying to charm paper aeroplanes but this lesson was still taking place at stupid o'clock and he didn't like it. He'd almost ended up oversleeping. Jeez. This school thing was hard, man. When was Friday evening going to roll around?
Since it had taken him too long to get himself out of bed, Grayson found himself running to the sixth floor hastily trying to adjust his robes and tie because merlin forbid that they should be hanging off of him so loosely. When that was done, the fourth year slowed his pace to a walk and took a minute or two to fiercely chomp down on the piece of toast he had unceremoniously stuffed into his mouth. Couldn't come to a lesson without breakfast, you know.
Ready? Set? Enter.
................ Okay. People were STANDING. And the desks were lined to the side. Maybe this was a good thing; he was less likely to fall asleep if he was standing up. And the woman was the Professor, yes? Stern looking one, she was. "Good morning, Professor." He gave her a nod and a small smile before walking off to stand somewhere near the middle of the classroom. Just somewhere. What were they even meant to do? Stand? Wait? Look pretty?
He was going to get bored.
Instead, his blue eyes landed on the board where he raised an eyebrow at the words 'ice menagerie' but inwardly cringed at the word 'project'. Please make this a fun one.
__________________  |