 A Poop * k8 *
It was the day the interns were arriving! Cypress had stopped by at the gathering in the atrium only to grab a bite of that free food before heading down to his level. How many interns did they have? Two? Three? Who were they? He was curious.
His blueish eyes scanned the small crowd of people in the waiting area and he smiled at the new faces. "Hey, Addison," he said with a charming smile. He was...decently on time today, and he was in a good mood. "Do you need me to do anything?" He eyed the interns. Had he heard the names....Jonah and Azura? Interesting. He wondered if he'd keep them straight. Like, not that they sounded much alike, but he didn't care enough to remember their names. Not yet. Perhaps time would change his priorities, but that hadn't happened yet.
Oh. And another one. Priscilla. "Hi interns. I'm Cypress. I'll be needing another cup of coffee in.......probably an hour," he winked. Because he was, of course, teasing.
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Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |