- Messages
- 901
- OOC First Name
- Anna
- Blood Status
- Half Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- Pansexual
- Wand
- Knotted 13 Inch Rigid Pine Wand with Hippogriff Feather Core
- Age
- 38
Jon had never been a morning person until he began teaching and drinking coffee and in fact, used to hate mornings with every fiber of his being. Late afternoon, however, was the new time of day Jon hated more than anything. It was equally, if not more terrible than mornings had been when his day wasn't going well because the afternoon slump always hit him hard and did nothing to fix his mood if it was already sour. That afternoon happened to be a very bad afternoon in particular, that left him wanting to curl up on the sofa in his office and sleep for the rest of his life to rid himself of his exhaustion and stress.
He knew that he should not have been teaching while so stressed about his family, but he didn't want to burden anyone else and was instead left to bottle it all up and hide it underneath countless cups of coffee and his ever professional demeanor. He was glad to manage to be enthusiastic about his subject and supportive of students regardless of what he was feeling but that didn't lessen or get rid of the stress and burden of the changes in his family as of late. It didn't help that the windowsill he was sitting on, was much more uncomfortable than the many arm chairs in the room. He knew he could move from the window and be more comfortable but he instead chose to continue staring out the window at the day he was missing, while sipping from his over sweetened cup of coffee.
He knew that he should not have been teaching while so stressed about his family, but he didn't want to burden anyone else and was instead left to bottle it all up and hide it underneath countless cups of coffee and his ever professional demeanor. He was glad to manage to be enthusiastic about his subject and supportive of students regardless of what he was feeling but that didn't lessen or get rid of the stress and burden of the changes in his family as of late. It didn't help that the windowsill he was sitting on, was much more uncomfortable than the many arm chairs in the room. He knew he could move from the window and be more comfortable but he instead chose to continue staring out the window at the day he was missing, while sipping from his over sweetened cup of coffee.