 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Morgan had a lot of restless energy today, likely exacerbated by how close it was to the winter holidays. He was eager to go home and take a little break from school, especially after not being able to go home last Christmas.
"Afternoon, Professor," he politely greeted Varma as he walked in and found his usual seat. Already distracted, he turned his eyes towards the front of the room and idly watched as the scene continued to change.
__________________ 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 |