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@Professor Kahurangi Josephs
During the school breaks, Flynn made sure to make the most of all the free time. Which usually meant staying locked in his room and sleeping for long hours of the day. While things around the house had become interesting now his mother was running for Minister, Flynn hadn't really gotten involved in all of it. And it was not really like he fully supported the idea. Not that he was against it, but rather he wasn't really all that interested in all of the politics. But with the election cycle, the house was quiet most of the time with Siobhan out working on her campaign. Which meant there was no one around to wake Flynn up at a decent time.
It was just gone noon by the time the teenager finally pulled himself from bed. Hair sticking at all odd angles, not even bothering to change out of the baggy shirt and shorts he had gone to bed in. Too tired to even bother putting on his prosthetic, instead, he just grabbed one of the crutches leaning against the end of his bed, yawning as he half-hopped and half-walked down the stairs to the kitchen. The first port of call was food, quickly making himself some toast, holding it in his mouth to free his hands as he decided to cut through the living room to reach the stairs. However, he was not prepared for what he was hobbling into.
There, sitting in the living room, was the Ravenclaw Head of House. Of course, Flynn was aware of the fact his mother and the Ravenclaw Head were dating, it was not really something he enjoyed thinking about, but it was rather hard to ignore now a Professor was sitting in his living room. "Uhhh...." he trailed off rather dumbly, blinking sleepily as he pulled the toast from his mouth, swallowing the mouthful, "I'm not dreaming, am I?" It would be nice if he was dreaming, otherwise, he was currently standing there looking an absolute mess in front of a Professor. Not a great image.
During the school breaks, Flynn made sure to make the most of all the free time. Which usually meant staying locked in his room and sleeping for long hours of the day. While things around the house had become interesting now his mother was running for Minister, Flynn hadn't really gotten involved in all of it. And it was not really like he fully supported the idea. Not that he was against it, but rather he wasn't really all that interested in all of the politics. But with the election cycle, the house was quiet most of the time with Siobhan out working on her campaign. Which meant there was no one around to wake Flynn up at a decent time.
It was just gone noon by the time the teenager finally pulled himself from bed. Hair sticking at all odd angles, not even bothering to change out of the baggy shirt and shorts he had gone to bed in. Too tired to even bother putting on his prosthetic, instead, he just grabbed one of the crutches leaning against the end of his bed, yawning as he half-hopped and half-walked down the stairs to the kitchen. The first port of call was food, quickly making himself some toast, holding it in his mouth to free his hands as he decided to cut through the living room to reach the stairs. However, he was not prepared for what he was hobbling into.
There, sitting in the living room, was the Ravenclaw Head of House. Of course, Flynn was aware of the fact his mother and the Ravenclaw Head were dating, it was not really something he enjoyed thinking about, but it was rather hard to ignore now a Professor was sitting in his living room. "Uhhh...." he trailed off rather dumbly, blinking sleepily as he pulled the toast from his mouth, swallowing the mouthful, "I'm not dreaming, am I?" It would be nice if he was dreaming, otherwise, he was currently standing there looking an absolute mess in front of a Professor. Not a great image.