Post by zykrinnox on Aug 20, 2014 2:25:09 GMT
Cain: Now that the school year had almost begun, he found that he was extremely more unprepared than he thought. He was busy arranging mugs on his mug wall as the clock ticked away when he realized that the paperwork was still outdated. Cain! Priorities! He reluctantly turned away from his wall of mugs (it was so much smaller than his mug at his factory...) but not before snagging his favorite off the top hook. The kettle went off when he turned around and he took a moment to sneeze before taking it off the burner. "Ugh," he said, reaching for his handkerchief. He knew it was his own fault for keeping his room so cold when the rest of the Academy was much warmer, but he had Nickolas to think about!
After adjusting the peppermint tea bag so he was sure the string wouldn't fall victim to his pouring (the worst! Why did that happen?), he poured the hot water into the mug and turned over his timer. As he reached for the sugar that he would probably need at least five spoonfuls of before he could reasonably drink the entire mug of peppermint tea, he felt some familiar and not-so-familiar emotions coming from the hallway. Weariness to a point, but mostly cheer and optimism. He couldn't put his finger on it, but he was sure he had felt the same ratio of those emotions before...
Shrugging, he pulled out a red and white striped spoon to scoop the sugar into his mug. Intent was coming from the hallway. Would they be knocking? Most likely. But now there was excitement...!! Who was this person? He couldn't wait for the knock! He opened his door to see...
"Mr. Wayna! What a surprise! Please! Come in!" he said excitedly. When had he last seen his friend? He couldn't recall, but it had been some time ago! "How have you been?"
After adjusting the peppermint tea bag so he was sure the string wouldn't fall victim to his pouring (the worst! Why did that happen?), he poured the hot water into the mug and turned over his timer. As he reached for the sugar that he would probably need at least five spoonfuls of before he could reasonably drink the entire mug of peppermint tea, he felt some familiar and not-so-familiar emotions coming from the hallway. Weariness to a point, but mostly cheer and optimism. He couldn't put his finger on it, but he was sure he had felt the same ratio of those emotions before...
Shrugging, he pulled out a red and white striped spoon to scoop the sugar into his mug. Intent was coming from the hallway. Would they be knocking? Most likely. But now there was excitement...!! Who was this person? He couldn't wait for the knock! He opened his door to see...
"Mr. Wayna! What a surprise! Please! Come in!" he said excitedly. When had he last seen his friend? He couldn't recall, but it had been some time ago! "How have you been?"
