@Imperfect_Autumn group
(Just gonna wait for Emi and Kmart…)
(Just gonna wait for Emi and Kmart…)
(Oh wait, is this a shipping RP?)
(It can be. Why do you ask?)
(Curious, is all. How should I toss boi in here?)
(Just… Write his reaction to the speech, maybe?)
(Kk. Sorry.)
(It's fine, don't worry about it!)
(SORRYSORRYSORRY)
Robin leaned back in his seat, sighing deeply. He watched the Headmistress give the welcoming speech, not really paying attention to her. "otherwise known as 'Without A Trace' week." Robin's head shot up, eyeing the Headmistress curiously. Maybe this won't be as bad as I thought.. He thought.
(Lol. It's okay! I understand that it's a busy time, so I'll just bump this if I need to.)
"You all should have received your room assignments and locker numbers, and if you haven't, please come to my office. I will do my best to help you," the headmistress explained.
Yeah, I got both… Whatever… I hope my roommate is decent, at least, Mel thought, looking around the room as if she was scoping it out.
"As for this orientation week, you all will find your group information in your room. There will be an envelope with your name on it, and each holds the names of your other teammates. I would suggest trying to meet up with them as soon as possible."
(wait, who is whose roommate?)
Olena stifled a soft groan, but she supposed there was a silver lining. A roommate? I guess that won't be so bad… being alone would sort of suck right now…. unless, of course, my roommate is a murderer. That would definitely suck. She sighed, eyes flickering from person to person in the crowd. No one looked familiar, no one looked particularly friendly. Joy. Everyone's a straight up ray of sunshine here, aren't they?
(Lol. The girls are together, and the guys are together. Sorry, I just came up with that on the spot…)
Robin immediately frowned again. Of course they're going to make us interact with each other.. He thought bitterly, slowly scanning the room, wondering which of these unhappy people would be stuck with him.
Kace was unhappily crossing his arms. This was extremely annoying to hear again. He idly wondered who’d he’d be rooming with. Probably some annoying kid who protested against being here. It wasn’t that bad. People who complained didn’t understand howe nice it was to be away from whispers and pointing.
(As I'm sure you've gathered by now, they'll all be in the same group.)
(yeah, makes sense lol)
Olena glanced towards the door, wiping her sweating palms on the front of her leggings. You deserve to be in here, remember. You did this to yourself. The thought didn't exactly help to soothe her. In a feeble attempt to distract herself, she let her eyes trail around the auditorium, trying to guess at who was to be her roommate.
"Dinner is at six o'clock sharp. If you are any later, you will get a demerit. You are expected to be punctual to each class. If you are not, that is a demerit. Three demerits and you get detention for the day. Five, detention for a week. Any more than that, it goes for an entire month or longer," Headmistress Prescott explained, her gaze hardening slightly as she passed her gaze over the crowd of bored students.
M'kay… So what? Detention isn't even that bad, Mel scoffed, rolling her eyes.
Back in Olena's home, dinner had always been a lazy, late-night thing, sometimes not even eaten by ten o'clock. Here, things would clearly be different. Better get used to it…. She sighed for what must have been the fourth time in five minutes. Punctuality had never been her strongest suit..
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