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Post by BASTIAN RAY HAWTHORNE on Mar 4, 2013 1:01:39 GMT -5
Bastian walked through the entrance to the wind dorms after having to climb the flight of stairs that led to the tower dorms. He was very tired after having a long day. He seriously felt sometimes that teachers met to talk about when it was best to make all the tests on the same day. His brain was spent and he just wanted to get to lay down already. of course when he entered into the common room he was stopped by a few friends who wanted help with homework. Bastian being who he was couldn't say no to helping a friend out all the time. So as much as he was tired he sat down with them at an open table and helped them out where he could.
About thirty minutes later he was able to finish up and finally head to his room. When he opened the door the room was empty. His roomie was probably still out and about. He placed his backpack on his chair and unceremoniously flopped onto his bed. As he laid there he could just the taping of the rain that was pouring outside the window. He sat up on the bed and looked at the window. Although it was raining he hoped that it stayed like that. He knew the weather forecasters said there was a chance for a thunderstorm but perhaps Bastian would be lucky not to have to deal with it. With a sigh he got up to change out of his clothes and into something more comfortable. He pulled out some black sweatpants and a sweatshirt. When he was changed he pulled out his sketchbook and turned to his most recent unfinished drawing. As he settled into his bed to draw for a while he took a glance at his wall. It was filling up with pages of drawings and he was beginning to run out of room. Perhaps it was getting time to take some of them down.
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