(lol anyone wanna dormmates with Daelan?)
Daelan grinned at Marcus as he left, realizing that he needed to get his own room quickly. Marcus was so nice to help him with magic, and so smart, and so…cute. Wait a minute. Daelan didn’t like him, did he?
Well, he hurried to his dorm, knowing that it definitely looked like a bomb had exploded in there. Maybe he could work on one of his drawings or something.
(Vincent can dorm with him)
(sounds good to me!)
Angel put away her books and crawled into bed, not bothering to change her clothes.
Seriously? Anna leaped onto the bed with her and curled up on her chest, the moons light reflecting in her green eyes. You're at school. You can't wear the same outfit for a whole week. She scolded.
"Watch me." Angel replied, flicking the lamp off. "Besides, no one's ever noticed before. And if they do, I'll just…uh…"
The feline raised an eyebrow at her lack of response. Uh huh.
"Nevermind. Let's just go to sleep. I'll figure something out in the morning." she said, grabbing the pink stuffed unicorn beside her.
And by that, you mean you're going to ignore all laws of hygiene. the tabby sighed. What am I going to do with you?
"Goodnight."
Ugh. Goodnight.
Vincent wrote his full name at the top of his essay with a flourish of green ink before standing up, steaching his back and rotating his wrists. He walked to the window and gazed out at the star specled sky, "Ugh, what I would do to see the Ocean." He muttered under his breath.
“Hey Vincent!” Daelan called, coming in the door. He realized that he did have some homework to do, and a drawing that he wanted to finish.
Vincent jumped, "Good Gog, Daelan, first rule of rooming with someone who's powers are suseptable to emotion, don't surprize them." He geustured to the fost forming on the window, "Case and point." He sat down on his presinely made bed, "So Blonde Marcus, I take it you're the new roomate?"
Daelan laughed, feeling a bit glad that nothing too bad had happened. He wasn’t used to having a roommate. “That I am,” he responded. “Wow, you’re really neat. I’ve barely touched my side and it already looks like it got hit by a bomb or something.” He grinned.
Vincent looked over at the other side, "I can see that, I'm afraid being neat has been drilled into my mind and just leaving things around feels, wrong." He gestured to the color coded set of fountain pens sitting on his desk, "Also having things in Color order is nice to look at." he forst the extra engergy in his body back into the window instantly evaporating the frost. "Also we have a fridge, Admin allowed it becasue of my particular power set, having something cold to use as a reset button is quite niffty." He pointed to a sleak black box next to his desk. Did his family pay the school a large sum of money to allow this acomidation, pausibly, but Vincent wasn't about to mention that tidbit of information.
“Awesome!” Daelan exclaimed. “Would it be okay if I kept some yogurt in it?” He went over to his side, trying to make it look slightly neater by kicking some dirty clothes under the bed. Well, maybe they were clean. Daelan certainly didn’t know. He hopped onto his bed, sitting down and grabbing his sketchbook and a pencil from off of his bed.
Vincent winced at the kicking of pausibly clean clothes under the bed, "Sure just keep it to othe bottom left compartment." Vincent grabbed a pile of neatly folded clothes from the foot of his bed, and changed into his set of green pajamas pulling on his hoodie before exiting. He went through his normal night time routiene, this naturally included carefully placing out his clothes for the next day and picking a matching set of suspenders to go with them. His every movement screamed, I have a routiene, don't mess with it and don't mess it up. He pulled out a copy of Fellowship of the ring before settaling onto his bed, "Light goes off at 10:30, If you need light after that you can work in the bathroom."
Daelan shrugged. “Alrighty,” he said before starting on his homework. Luckily he didn’t have much tonight, so he should be done by then. As for pajamas, he would just throw on a t-shirt and sweatpants. As soon as he finished his homework, he washed his face and brushed his teeth. Despite his messy room and unorganized manner, he was actually pretty decent about personal hygiene. He finished getting ready a couple minutes before 10:30, hopping into bed. “Night, Vincent,” he said, closing his eyes. With his past roommate, his sleep schedule had been unpredictable, but Daelan realized that maybe a predictable sleep schedule was just what he needed.
Vincent shut off the light, "Goodnight."
He paused by the window once more before sighing and going to sleep.
Marcus went into his room and began working on his homework. He had quite a large amount of work, mostly from the challenging courses he was taking. In all honesty, Marcus enjoyed doing homework. It helped him take his mind off things. After a few hours, he finished his work and decided to make himself a cup of tea. He then curled up with a book and started reading for longer than he had hoped. Eventually, Marcus had tired himself out and fell asleep with the book still in his hands.
Axil was well awake. He was studdying for the magic test. He practiced levetation the most. He mumbled a spell, quietly. He tryed not to wake Marcus. He concentrated on a pen and muttered the spell again. It worked…For a good ten second, that was. He sighed. Suddenly a wave of tieredness going over him. Now he was tiered. It was probably the caffen Axil had that day. He fell asleep, with the spellbook on his lap, the other books open on the desk, and he was still dreased in regular cloths.
(Time skip?)
(ok)
(bump?)
(Do I have the permission to revive?)
(I am reviving thisssssssss :D)
(This open)
(Kinda dead. Im making a new one! Ill @ you!)
