@ElderGod-Icefire
Connor was quiet, letting out a soft breath. He didn't know what to do.
Connor was quiet, letting out a soft breath. He didn't know what to do.
“Should we get to class early? Then we aren’t stuck in the hallways once the bell rings..”
He groaned, standing. "Fine." He took care of his plate and mug.
Wilhelm took care of his dishes as well, grabbing his bag and slinging it back over his shoulder.
Connor grabbed his own bag, rubbing his eyes tiredly.
He walked to class, slipping in and taking his seat. There weren’t too many other people yet- most either waited until the bell rang or just before it did to come in.
Connor sat down as well, plopping down and leaning his head on his arms. "G'night. Gon' take a nap." he mumbled, closing his eyes.
“Hah. Want me to wake you once class starts?” Wilhelm rolled his shoulders, leaning back a bit in his desk.
"Yes." He mumbled, already drooping off to sleep, relaxing against the desk with a soft hum.
Wilhelm watched their classmates shuffle in with a dull look in his eyes. The teacher hadn't come in yet, but class wasn’t for another ten or fifteen minutes.
Connor fell asleep on the desk, red curls falling into his face just a little bit.
(Gtg soon)
(alright, gn in advance!)
Wilhelm drummed his fingers on the desk, completely silent. The sharp bell rang out- doing Wilhelm’s job for him, hopefully, in waking up Connor.
Connor groaned when the bell went off, shifting in his seat. "Noooo." he complained in a mumble, sitting up a little bit and blinking tiredly.
Wilhelm snickered softly at Connor’s complaints, digging in his bag to pull out his school supplies. Luckily, it didn’t seem like that period would be too difficult that day.
(should we TS to after classes?)
(Sure! Do you wanna do it, or should I?)
(Do you mind doing it?)
(Not at all! By after classes did you mean lunch, or like…actually after classes after classes?)
(Actually after classes, lmao, unless you have any ideas!)
(lmao alright!)
(I gtg soon btw)
Connor headed to the library after classes were over, wanting to borrow a new book. He also figured that at some point he would find out where he could get a new sketchbook. He knew the library wouldn't have any, but the librarian might know where some were availible.
(gn, gn!)
Wilhelm had finally returned those library books he was meaning to bring back. He now shuffled through the shelves, trying to find his reading for the next week or so.
Connor hummed softly to himself as he combed through the shelves, head cocked slightly to one side. He pulled out a book, flipping through it.
Wilhelm plucked a book from the shelves, walking over to the small seating area to read through it. His dress shoes clicked down the polished marble floor with every step that he took.
Connor put the book back, and wandered around again. He finally grabbed Hamlet and borrowed that to read.
Wilhelm was curled up in a wingback chair, his wild curls barely visible over the chair’s high back. He wasn’t a fast reader by any means, but he was especially taking his time with this book.
Connor plopped down in a seat, opening up his book and starting to read. He had read Hamlet before, but it was one of his favorites.
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