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[After last night, he'd actually woken up thinking that he'd had a nightmare--
Checking tumblr confirms that it's not-- and the following morning he's incredibly withdrawn.
He's a little late, but that doesn't stop him wandering aimlessly into the common room, sitting down on a chair and dumping his bag beside him. He has nothing to say, no smile, and his eyes are red and fixed firmly on the floor between his feet.]
Checking tumblr confirms that it's not-- and the following morning he's incredibly withdrawn.
He's a little late, but that doesn't stop him wandering aimlessly into the common room, sitting down on a chair and dumping his bag beside him. He has nothing to say, no smile, and his eyes are red and fixed firmly on the floor between his feet.]