Open RP in the Great Hall
Matt had once had a crazy idea that being dead might be sort of restful.
At the very least, he didn't expect it to involve learning self-defense, wandless magic sessions, lessons in creating fuda and trying to house train a puppy.
Currently he's at a table in the Great Hall, propping his head up with one hand and listlessly practicing writing out characters with the other. And he'd kill for a distraction. Any distraction. Please.
((NSFW content in the Matt-L thread.))
At the very least, he didn't expect it to involve learning self-defense, wandless magic sessions, lessons in creating fuda and trying to house train a puppy.
Currently he's at a table in the Great Hall, propping his head up with one hand and listlessly practicing writing out characters with the other. And he'd kill for a distraction. Any distraction. Please.
((NSFW content in the Matt-L thread.))