★ wannabe historian ★ Baekry
Jun barely ate from the nerves getting to him about his new position this year. Sure he told Jasmine he was pumped for it, but that didn't mean it made him worry. Considering he now had to actually behave and somehow be a good example to people. That was something Jun was never good at. After leading the new students into the common room, the older boy was ready to just flop onto his bed and sleep. But walking towards where his dorm was, he noticed food and drinks. ..didn't they JUST eat? Though, the walk all the way up to the common room was sure to make you feel hungry just after ten minutes. Jun grabbed a cookie and continued making his way towards the dorm.
That was until his head of house came sliding out on a pink mattress and made Jun drop his cookie.
HE. DROPPED. HIS. COOKIE.
Looking down at his now broken cookie, Jun's eyes flew towards Mr. Kitridge and his pink mattress. Pink. P I N K. Wide-eyed, the boy walked towards the librarian and tapped his shoulder. "Sir, does the headmistress know you stole her mattress? She might come here and change everything to PINK. Even our house colors and robes!" Nope. We can't have that. "Sir, I don't look good in pink!"
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