Violet Ghoul

🍬: they say its most likely not an infection.

🍬: they said I might go home tonight

🍬guess who is back in the hospital

“ᴷᵘᶠᵘᶠᵘᶠᵘᶠᵘᶠᵘ. ᵂʰᵃᵗ’ˢ ʷʳᵒⁿᵍ? ᴵˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵃˡˡ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵖᵒʷᵉʳ ᵃᵐᵒᵘⁿᵗˢ ᵗᵒ?”

"ᴰᵉᵛⁱˡ ᴸᵒʳᵈ" ᴰⁱᵃᵇˡᵒ ⁻ ⱽⁱᶜᵉʳᵒʸ ᵒᶠ ᵀᵉᵐᵖᵉˢᵗ

"We earned it."

"Only Prefects can tread on the lawn..."

He admitted softly.

"Yes the walkways get a bit crowded, I am happy I can walk through the grass."

"Oh they are shown them when they enter the school grounds."

"There are, but fresh air is still a good idea even if the sun is too bright."

"Oh we have time to find our seats it isn't that hard."

He looks to him with a raised eyebrow.

"I had free time alone. The others are in class."

"Welcome to Weston College. You missed the open event."

"I'm Gregory Violet, one of the four Prefects of the school."

"There are a few things best not spoken of in a public space, Sir

"Of course."

He looked to him with those almost doe like eyes.

He looked away silent, he seems to be trying to keep mum about something.

"That is good until you are in need."

"You better be careful when admitting to such.."

He looked tired, more than normal.

"Let's home it doesn't bite you, sometimes you can give too much."

"Altruism is a trait of being a gentleman, but there is only so much can be done."

"Treated as their station allows... you really are a strange foreigner..."

"They live and work there ..."

His voice was still that soft but emotionless.

"There are workhouses for the poor. And yes it it is foreign here..."

He moves to go sit on the bench.

"Who is yelling at this time of day?"

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