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Week Name/Date/Time: 'A Moment's Peace' / Wednesday, 5 October / 1:00 p.m.
Location: Third Floor Hallway, near Staircase
Open To: Anyone and Everyone
Currently Involving: Will, Emilia, Liesl
It had been drizzling the whole day, the sky an iron grey and rumbling faintly, as though in threat. It was relaxing, really, hearing the faint patter against the windows interupt the dull drone of the classroom, Will having watching the window more than the professor during Charms, watching the patterns and trickles as they made their way down the glass panes.
Now he was caught watching it again, through one of the windows that lined this particular hallway, leaning against the stone windowsill and watching the grounds greedily drink in this fresh release from the heat and sun. Will had a rather odd look in his eyes, watching the drizzle...distant, detatched, possibly akin to the look most daydreamers get practicing their hobby.
Most days, he would have complained that he couldn't go outside, and why in the Hell did Britain have to be so rainy all the time? Now?
He couldn't be any happier, any more content, then to sit and watch it rain.
Location: Third Floor Hallway, near Staircase
Open To: Anyone and Everyone
Currently Involving: Will, Emilia, Liesl
It had been drizzling the whole day, the sky an iron grey and rumbling faintly, as though in threat. It was relaxing, really, hearing the faint patter against the windows interupt the dull drone of the classroom, Will having watching the window more than the professor during Charms, watching the patterns and trickles as they made their way down the glass panes.
Now he was caught watching it again, through one of the windows that lined this particular hallway, leaning against the stone windowsill and watching the grounds greedily drink in this fresh release from the heat and sun. Will had a rather odd look in his eyes, watching the drizzle...distant, detatched, possibly akin to the look most daydreamers get practicing their hobby.
Most days, he would have complained that he couldn't go outside, and why in the Hell did Britain have to be so rainy all the time? Now?
He couldn't be any happier, any more content, then to sit and watch it rain.