- Messages
- 167
- OOC First Name
- Cole
- Age
- 6/2028
Phoebe had been back at Illvermorny for around a month now, and the blonde was getting to classes better. It was also wonderful to be spending time with Rudolf once more. She almost felt inseparable from the brunette. It was a stark comparison from when they had first met and she was thwacking his shin with her cane because she wasn't able to make sense of the boy talking to her. The blonde leaned back in her chair, fingers feeling over the braille of her History book, wondering if Rudolf would be out of class soon. She preferred to be around him lately than his brother. After all she didn't want to make him feel bad for being single, since she'd come strictly to be with his brother. Phoebe flipped the page of her book forward, then back. She'd been feeling the bumps but not processing the information. She'd never pass her classes this way. Perhaps she was just burned out on studying. Phoebe stood from her seat in the library and made her way toward the exit, her cane tapping on the floor a little louder than a pencils tapping a table in class. She couldn't help but wonder if she'd learned Hogwarts as fast as she was learning Illvermorny. However perhaps she was just better with the cane. After all when she'd attended Hogwarts her first year she'd only been using a magical cane for a few months.
The blonde made her way out the doors into the halls but stopped short. The dorms, they couldn't be too far. She remember they were a left, or maybe a right? Phoebe stood trying not to panic at the idea that she might not remember where she was supposed to sleep - though she knew if she stood there much longer people may look at her strangely. Not the Phoebe would notice. Though if they whispered she might get a good grasp on what they were saying about her and get angry. She wasn't great at aiming hexes but she would sure try if someone wanted to say something. Phoebe thought about that a little longer than she should have, and remained stood in the same spot right outside the library's entrance, frustrated at a scenario that wasn't even happening.
The blonde made her way out the doors into the halls but stopped short. The dorms, they couldn't be too far. She remember they were a left, or maybe a right? Phoebe stood trying not to panic at the idea that she might not remember where she was supposed to sleep - though she knew if she stood there much longer people may look at her strangely. Not the Phoebe would notice. Though if they whispered she might get a good grasp on what they were saying about her and get angry. She wasn't great at aiming hexes but she would sure try if someone wanted to say something. Phoebe thought about that a little longer than she should have, and remained stood in the same spot right outside the library's entrance, frustrated at a scenario that wasn't even happening.