urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse Classroom A1. That wasn't hard to find, right?
Wrong.
Lucas wasn't sure where he'd taken a wrong turn - and was sure he was just following the general crowd - but he, somehow, ended up closer to the Music Hall? How????? There were a few seconds where he stood and stared at the hall in confusion before deciding that even Trent's weirdest classes wouldn't take place HERE.
And he would know, the man had held lessons in padded rooms with creepy creatures that stalked your nightmares.
It wasn't until he decided to turn and walk further along the corridor that he noticed people - people in Hogwarts robes, that is - walking into a different classroom and decided to follow them. It wasn't until he saw Trent himself at the front of the room that he let out a sigh of relief. "Hey, Headmaster!" Smile. He almost wanted to ask about the book but this didn't seem like a good time.
Instead, he turned and made his way towards an empty, uh, table. Not just a seat, a table with four seats. Uh????? Did this mean group work? Please, no. No no no. Oh no. He could be his own group, right? A group of four but of one? It meant extra work on his part but to him, that didn't sound like a bad idea at all.
Taking a seat towards the middle of his empty table, he frowned at the box in front of him and then looked up. Don't touch? ........ Well. The urge was there. It was all mysterious and he was itching to take a look at what was underneath the cloth and inside the box but....... Trent. Again, lessons with the man taught him that he probably should do what he said.
So, he crossed his arms across his chest. Not touching. Not even looking.
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