 he's kind of unresponsive.. but if anyone wants to partner with us.. Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Moving on? MOVING ON? Was Varma serious right now? Morgan couldn't believe what he was hearing and he tore his glaring eyes from Nemesis (who he'd no longer to refer to as Nem by the way, because nicknames were reserved for friends) and stared a moment in disbelief at their professor. Four students were just vanished into black smoke and were probably gone forever, as far as he knew. And now they were just having class as usual? Morgan could not.
But he did know better than to speak out in this moment. He wiped at his eye with the back of his hand and glowered down at his workstation, trying to process what just happened. He vaguely heard instructions that filtered in through one ear and back out the other without really listening. His own thoughts right now were filled with loss and grief and anger and revenge. No room for polyjuice questions.
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
_________________________________________________you were good for the plot line |