Post by TYNAN Ó SEIGHIN on Oct 28, 2023 10:05:36 GMT -5
November 2024
The letter he had received had gone not replied to inside his battered old school trunk. Why? Well, because he was a petulant teenage boy with problems ranging from being an orphan to his monthly werewolf transformation. But the treats made by the younger kids from the Orphanage were eaten with no problem, unshared of course, even if the treats were a tad, well. Young kids cooking there tended to be a treat or two that didn't taste all that great.
Eventually, he had torn off a scrap piece of parchment to reply, not wanting to get scolded for not later on. The last thing he wanted was to waste his entire weekend being told he needed to have better manners. Which is why he found himself trudging unhappily through the front doors of the Orphanage. By now it was not really a surprise to most of his classmates since he came here every summer and never got on the train. Everyone had to know by now.
"'m 'ere." Tynan not-quite-shouted as he kicked a stray rock down the hallways from outside with a faint smirk. It skittered across the floor and disappeared from his sight as his gaze came up to see who was here. Ms Burke had to be here somewhere as she had been the one wanting to see him. He couldn't think of why she wanted to see him unless he was in trouble again, though this time he couldn't remember what mischief he'd gotten into that she might have heard about. "Ms. Burke?"
HESTIA BURKE
The letter he had received had gone not replied to inside his battered old school trunk. Why? Well, because he was a petulant teenage boy with problems ranging from being an orphan to his monthly werewolf transformation. But the treats made by the younger kids from the Orphanage were eaten with no problem, unshared of course, even if the treats were a tad, well. Young kids cooking there tended to be a treat or two that didn't taste all that great.
Eventually, he had torn off a scrap piece of parchment to reply, not wanting to get scolded for not later on. The last thing he wanted was to waste his entire weekend being told he needed to have better manners. Which is why he found himself trudging unhappily through the front doors of the Orphanage. By now it was not really a surprise to most of his classmates since he came here every summer and never got on the train. Everyone had to know by now.
"'m 'ere." Tynan not-quite-shouted as he kicked a stray rock down the hallways from outside with a faint smirk. It skittered across the floor and disappeared from his sight as his gaze came up to see who was here. Ms Burke had to be here somewhere as she had been the one wanting to see him. He couldn't think of why she wanted to see him unless he was in trouble again, though this time he couldn't remember what mischief he'd gotten into that she might have heard about. "Ms. Burke?"
HESTIA BURKE
