- Messages
- 238
- OOC First Name
- Ghost
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Felix
- Wand
- Straight 13 Inch Unyielding Hawthorn Wand with Acromantula Web Core
- Age
- 9/2027
All the drama was giving Lanithro Styx a headache. He was still majorly confused but between exchanges and then the seventh year just busting out into tears, Lanithro had enough. He had hoped that Lyra would have found herself in better company, also known as him, and should have just offered to go deeper into the forest for hang outs but that was not the case. Lanithro got up and looked to the one that seemed to be kissing his rear. Cyan, was it? Lanithro groaned and uttered simply, "I can't handle this love octagon. As much as I would pretend to love what's going on, I don't. Ice cream does sound good so I'm out." Lanithro took that as his queue to leave. He was talking more or less to Lyra since that was the only person he knew here. Or cared to know. He headed back toward the castle, debating on letting the head of house know about the party. Now that would silence everyone. But Lanithro could get in trouble himself. Meh, he would decide when he got to the castle.