Roof of Emo, Sunday Morning

[dressedinblood]

It was Mothers Day, which meant everyone--or, it seemed like everyone--was busy calling their mothers to wish them a happy Mother's day and make sure their gifts had arrived or whatnot. Anna...well, aside from the fact that her mother had died of a heart attack more than fifty years ago, and hadn't been much of a mother when she was alive, she had also cut Anna's throat and made a deal with a demon to curse her spirit. So no, Anna wasn't so much with celebrating Mothers Day. Instead, she found herself on the roof, sitting on the ledge with her feet dangling over empty air, gazing out toward the sea and trying not to think about her mother any more than she had to.

((Open roof is open!))

4th Floor Common Room [Sunday Morning]

[nottheshoes.livejournal.com]

Some kids chose to lie in on a Sunday. Most, probably.

George was not one of the these kids.

One week down and he'd remembered and reacquainted himself with at least the basics of Broken technology: lights, kettle, toaster. Enough to make a passable breakfast and a mug of tea. The television still confused him somewhat, despite what he'd seen of it, and no matter, since he had no desire to watch people punch each other anyway. It was left switched off.

He had other things to keep him busy anyway. Spread on the coffee table along with his tea and breakfast were a couple of atlases. There were a few things he wanted to compare, and what better time to do it than when half the school was asleep.

[[ open common room! ]]