- Messages
- 379
- OOC First Name
- Rowan
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Seeing Somebody
- Sexual Orientation
- Tristan) (Gay
- Wand
- Curly 12 Inch Rigid Hawthorn Wand with Hippogriff Feather Core
- Age
- 7/2031 (31)
Although he could tell the other boy was uncomfortable, Vivian found Graydon's struggle for words endearing. It reminded him a lot of how he felt trying to talk to most people. Vivian had developed a habit as a child of trying to say everything in as few words as possible, to save himself having to figure out how to phrase what he was thinking quickly. He gave Graydon a small smile to try and show that he understood, and listened as the boy explained more clearly where he was from. "Oh... It must be a big change, coming over here." He said slowly, wondering how it would feel to be sent so far away from family for school. "Well, I'm glad you're here now..." He said, with a small smile.
Vivian had only just opened his mouth to deny that Graydon was keeping him from anyone, when to his surprise, Tristan came over. They hung out in public sometimes, but Vivian didn't remember Tristan so much as glancing at him at any kind of event ever before. The smell of alcohol rolling off Tristan was clear, and Vivian leaned away from Tristan slightly as he answered, even as the warmth of Tristan's hand on his shoulder made him long to lean closer. "This is Graydon." He explained, looking back at the other boy with a small, nervous smile. "He's transferring to Hogwarts. Graydon, this is Tristan. He's one of my roommates." Vivian paused for a moment, taking in Tristan's expression again. "Are you alright?"
Vivian had only just opened his mouth to deny that Graydon was keeping him from anyone, when to his surprise, Tristan came over. They hung out in public sometimes, but Vivian didn't remember Tristan so much as glancing at him at any kind of event ever before. The smell of alcohol rolling off Tristan was clear, and Vivian leaned away from Tristan slightly as he answered, even as the warmth of Tristan's hand on his shoulder made him long to lean closer. "This is Graydon." He explained, looking back at the other boy with a small, nervous smile. "He's transferring to Hogwarts. Graydon, this is Tristan. He's one of my roommates." Vivian paused for a moment, taking in Tristan's expression again. "Are you alright?"