- Messages
- 24
- OOC First Name
- Kaitlyn
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- Graysexual
- Wand
- Curly 11 Inch Sturdy Ash Wand with Hippogriff Feather Core
- Age
- 9/2029
Godric Kingston quickly roamed the area of the ground corridor. There was a lot of castle to explore and Godric was getting really tired, and did not know how much longer he can walk. He was going everywhere, and needed a place to sit down and rest. Godrics face was red and he was heaving. He looked to the Great Hall before seeing others in there and changed his mind. He did not want to go in there. He would decide on somewhere else. He looked around and finally decided on going outside. He did not want to go to the lawns right now. Godric smirked a bit to see that there was a place to sit down and was relatively quiet. Godric walked toward the big doors, before walking through. He felt the cool breeze that just cooled him off. He wiped his forehead to make sure that there was no sweat there. The last thing that he wanted was to look unappealing. Godric might have been a Gryffindor but he was also very vain about his appearance at times, even though his hair was not the nicest looking at the moment. It was all over the place actually.
The Gryffindor entered the courtyard and found a bench that he could lay down on. It was made of stone but it looked more like the best type of bed for him on the planet. He walked over to it and just collapsed on it. Godric closed his eyes and rested his head on his arms. Oh, this was just perfect. He could feel the heat from the sun beating on his back which was covered in robes. It might as well be a blanket with how he was laying. His legs barely dangled over the side of the bench. He was eleven and was not the tallest in his year. He was not the shortest either. Godric just did not want to be bothered. He wanted to rest and forget the world but not forget where he was and how to find where he was. Soon enough, he heard some footsteps come closer to him. "Please don't disturb me. I'm exhausted."
The Gryffindor entered the courtyard and found a bench that he could lay down on. It was made of stone but it looked more like the best type of bed for him on the planet. He walked over to it and just collapsed on it. Godric closed his eyes and rested his head on his arms. Oh, this was just perfect. He could feel the heat from the sun beating on his back which was covered in robes. It might as well be a blanket with how he was laying. His legs barely dangled over the side of the bench. He was eleven and was not the tallest in his year. He was not the shortest either. Godric just did not want to be bothered. He wanted to rest and forget the world but not forget where he was and how to find where he was. Soon enough, he heard some footsteps come closer to him. "Please don't disturb me. I'm exhausted."