#fishhook3r

“…Milou-senpai. For once, I am willingly siding with you.”

WHO PUTS MILK FIRST BEFORE CEREAL??!!

Milou felt Lady Luck smile down on her as she saw Jamie about to enter the library. Just the person she needed.

She wouldn't be able to catch up to him in time though and resorted to calling out for him instead. Milou didn't really care that she was literally at the other end of the hallway and was well aware she'd probably be disturbing multiple classrooms. Still, that didn't stop her from putting on her best honey dripping voice and yell out.

A small smile made it’s way across Jamie’s face as he looked at the magicless prefect- nodding in response to her thanks. The kid’d done a good job on shift today, from what little he’d seen from his spot on the line. Good work should always be rewarded.

Hopefully she’d keep it up. He had way too much candy from his last run to Sam’s shop, and there was no way he’d be able to get through it all on his own.

Yuzuki smiled before returning her attention back to the candy, her fingers playing with the plastic wrapping before unwrapping it.

Might as well eat it now before heading back to Ramshackle, Grim would probably snatch it.

Popping the candy into her mouth she perked up a little bit at the taste, it was sorta...It was a berry flavor? Not blueberry, but it wasn’t quite right...

“...Let me help with that.”

Yuzuki approached over to him and quickly took half of the stack plates in his arms. Technically...She wasn’t on the clock, but no one was paying her any attention and she was done for the day.

She wasn’t the type either to ask for more than what was given....So-

Well, if we’re playing Fortnight then, it would be apt of me to use explosives then.

1 / 2 ✦ ❛ here, you dropped this. ❜ — @fishhook3r

❝ hm? oh. ❞ milou swore she heard a sound, but as she turned around she only saw one of her upperclassmen in front of her. she recognized him as james cutter — a student in her dorm known to be mute, amongst other things. he was holding out something to her and upon close inspection, milou recognized the item to be none other than her precious baron earring.

Jamie gave a tired laugh at Taras’ words, before leaning his head back to stare at the sky. The little Pomefiore student certainly had their moments of wisdom, not that he would ever admit it. No need for his underclassman to get a big head, after all.

He seemed to sink into the bench that they were sitting on, fingers idly drumming against his thighs. The junior honestly looked.. lost in thought, unsure of what to say in response. Not that there was much he could say. He’d already chosen his internships for the next year- not for his own happiness, but based on the expectations his family had set on him.

He… hadn’t told them yet, about what he’d chosen.

A gentle breeze carrying whistling the echoes of spring. The rhythm of feet like marching with all yet no purpose drummed beneath feet. Excitement and fear like the moment before getting on a roller coaster tinged the air with it’s scent. Residue of magic swirled like smoke, barely visible yet unmistakable, making the blue of the sky all the more vibrant as glimmering stones and gems hidden beneath the water of the riverbed. 

For a while, Taras was fine with the silence between them, their gaze to the sky as thought swam and swarmed in their mind, the little things all felt yet unprocessed going on around. Soon it would the start of a new school year, so much change in so little time and it filled the air like smoke in their lungs. But even the silence began to make them warry as thoughts subsided with the tide, ever present yet never truly away.