 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Morgan was unsure what day it was, let alone what class he was suppose to be in at any given moment. Time just blurred together into one endless ordeal, being in that room most of the time. So normally he followed his year mates when it was time to be let out for school. Most times he ended up in the right place, or at least it seemed that way.
And he realized that he was meant to be in Divination once they reached the top of the castle. "Hello, Professor," he greeted Kitridge politely, his voice almost robotic as he was running on autopilot these days. But he soon narrowed his eyes as he noticed Nemesis already there when he walked in to find a seat.
What were they doing in Divination? Morgan was sure they didn't take the class as he'd never seen them here, so they were probably here to rat anyone else out who didn't mind their p's and q's. "Nothing better to do, Nemesis?" he asked oh so politely with just a tinge of annoyance underlying his tone. But he didn't wait for answer as he kept walking before sitting in an empty seat.
Bernie still seemed awfully chummy with them which was curious. But Morgan was not going to keep letting Nemesis live rent free in his head which they totally did so he turned his narrowed eyes away from them and glanced up at the board as he absently scratched at his arm.
Thankfully he wasn't sitting long before class started and he barely gave the question any thought before raising his hand. "I think people hear what they want to hear and can just read into anything they want to get the answers they want." Skeptical? Yeah, he was these days.
__________________ 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
Last edited by emjay; 03-21-2021 at 03:02 PM.
Reason: oops ali and i posted at the same time
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