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...now... Miss Healer Avalon was going too?! Raiden stared at the Staff Table on the dais, his stomach forming itself into a knot. Why? Sure, he'd embarrassed himself immensely in front of her, but she was another that he knew was at least nice and could trust. This was not how he'd pictured the year ending; it had already been terrible, what with the deaths of students and the anti-werewolf sentiment, but somehow it had managed to get even worse.
He felt sick. Watching adults act like children was just too much. Grimacing, he put his head down on the table, the letter crumpling into a ball in his hand unconsciously. Why did Professor Truebridge have to leave? Why were there other professors agreeing with it? This all made absolutely no sense and it just SUCKED.
And there was absolutely nothing he could do. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. With each little mental groan of disgust, he raised his head slightly before bringing it back down against the wooden table with a soft thud. Head. Table. Head. Table. Head. Table. |