- Messages
- 141
- OOC First Name
- Steph
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Interested in Somebody
- Sexual Orientation
- Bisexual
- Age
- 12/2032 (17)
Hudson was a quiet boy, he was still loving the castle life and the thoughts of knights and dragons was never far from his mind. He was excited that one day he might get the chance to really see a dragon. This was going to be the last year at the school where he was the only one of his real set of siblings at the school. Next year his younger brother was going to be coming to the school and the year after his sister. He wondered how that would change his school experience. So far he had been able to go about on his own enjoying the building and the few friends he made.
Hudson sighed as he turned the corner after getting out of his last class of the week. They were interesting, the classes but not nearly as interesting as his personal world in his head. He was a maladaptive dreamer without knowing the term for it. His world inside the castle was one that had followed him from England. He knew the difference between reality and this dream world inside his head, but most days the dream was more interesting than the boring classes he was forced to take. He hardly noticed that he walked straight into another person until he heard the noise of things falling around him. "Oh," his quiet voice said as he blinked back into reality looking down he saw a younger boy, clearly a first year. He didn't recognize him as a second year at least. "Sorry," he mumbled as he began to lean over to help the boy up and pick up their stuff and seperate it out.
Hudson sighed as he turned the corner after getting out of his last class of the week. They were interesting, the classes but not nearly as interesting as his personal world in his head. He was a maladaptive dreamer without knowing the term for it. His world inside the castle was one that had followed him from England. He knew the difference between reality and this dream world inside his head, but most days the dream was more interesting than the boring classes he was forced to take. He hardly noticed that he walked straight into another person until he heard the noise of things falling around him. "Oh," his quiet voice said as he blinked back into reality looking down he saw a younger boy, clearly a first year. He didn't recognize him as a second year at least. "Sorry," he mumbled as he began to lean over to help the boy up and pick up their stuff and seperate it out.