#yystarter

The weather outside wasn’t quite frightful yet, but winter was, indeed, coming. With the fall of fall and the frigid wind brushing her lips to kiss the flora outside, Rosanna was feeling the cold. And by that, she was in the mood to deck the halls. Alpha house was blasting the sweet sounds of Sabrina Carpenter’s ‘A Nonsense Christmas’, and other holiday favorites was on shuffle. The smell of cinnamon and pine filled the air. And there, the tiniest Who™ of Greek row stood humming along as she went about her holly jolly

Danny knew better than to avoid the fog, despite all his efforts in the past trying to. So when he awoke in spandex and tights the next morning in bed, it was no surprise to him. However, along with some forgotten powers, a newfound energy seemed to emit through him. He felt rejuvenated, he felt confident, and most importantly, he felt sexy. So when he enter the Greek Row’s quad, the stress and anxieties of what was to come of this month simply weren’t there. He knew he was capable of handling whatever may come his way.

When October came around, Ryan felt more prepared for what was to happen to for the next month. Thanks to last years endeavors, when he woke up before Matt, he tested his powers by gently touching his shoulder, knowing he wouldn’t mind. When he gently spoke saying he was going out, hearing his partner’s voice instead of his, he smiled and returned it back to him before he left. Going out to the quad, with a smile on his face, he wondered around to see what trouble he could get into.

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Finding the music building was actually pretty easy, thanks to the map that was sent to him. He had his earbuds in, playing Neglect by Mr. Kitty, as he made his way to the front of the music building. Leaning against a wall, he reached into his pocket to pull out his pack of cigarettes. Taking one of the cigarettes out of the box, he peers in and sighs in frustration. He forgot his lighter. He closes the box in his hands and looks around, making eye contact with the first person he sees. "Hey. Sorry to bother you, but do you got a light?" He says, gesturing with his cigarette in his hand.

Stepping outside on the quad in a tank and cropped cardigan had he ready for the fall weather, walking around aimlessly until she found something interesting to get up to.

Matt was hunting. He could only feed from his lovers so much before he was putting them into dizzy spells, but a guy's gotta eat. He was in his bat for for a while just hanging around until there was less movement as the night drew later. He shifts to his (more)human form and walks along the path of the quad waiting for someone to catch his eye and swoop in.

Mark of this particular variant, with his washed-out pink, his wrinkled clothes, and safety cardigan, didn't want to be around anyone right now. Not any of the magic endowed students, and not himself least of all. The theta house was empty for how large it was and thankfully there was room for the egos and eras to have rooms to go to, with the caveat of one roommate. Which was wild to think about. Have you ever woken up to your own face and voice? He didn't need that. He needed to be alone with this hurt. So, instead, he laid on the couch in the Theta living room with a fire going and a big fuzzy blanket, old episodes of the Office playing on TBS. He sighed heavily and closed his eyes, thinking maybe some more sleep would help the time pass until he was... maybe until he stopped existing or when he went back into his present self's head? Who knew. It didn't matter, he wouldn't know until he got there and there was no way to stop it.