Kicked out of Ilvermorny
The holidays were upon them, and that meant students and professors alike get to go home for a break to spend time with their family. Ideally, everyone should be home now, wherever home was to them. Not Aciano, he was one of the few that stayed behind and decided to spend the holidays at school. In his mind, there was no point in going home. Visiting his mother and sisters would be pointless. Aciano knows if he went home for the holidays it would not end well by the time he returns to school. He was essentially dodging a bullet by not going back home. This did not mean he did not care for the women in his family if they could only learn to forgive the past he wouldn’t have to feel so hostile towards them. Maddiie must’ve already guessed Aciano wasn’t going home. This morning he woke up to a pack of butterbeer tied neatly with a bow with another gift and a note from his mother. He went straight for a bottle, popping a fresh one open. The delightful drink put him in a great mood and sent Aciano drifting around the castle like the ghosts that haunt this place. His wandering came to an end when he spotted his roommate sitting alone in the eerie quiet student lounge. “Stair, I didn't know you were here. How come you're not home?"