[center][h2][color=bc8dbf]Charon Mauveine[/color][/h2][/center]

[sub][color=f49ac2]"Charooonnn!"[/color][/sub]

[color=bc8dbf]"Hmmm?"[/color] A distant call got his attention as he finished pouring milk onto his Wheaties, the same cereal he had yesterday. And the day before. And the day before that. He turned around to face the ocean of students sitting down at various tables in the mess hall, his eyes trying to isolate who was calling him. He shuffled forward, looking over and around various heads and persons to find the source of the distant call, but as much as he tried, he hadn't a clue where it came from.

[color=bc8dbf]Maybe I'm just looking in the wrong place, maybe...[/color] He decided to try something different, as the feat of finding one head in the thousands is not easy at all. He closed his eyes for only a brief moment, focusing on his aura and attempting to reach outwards to find the source. The sheer number of students crashed against him abruptly, almost enough to make him lose all concentration, but he quickly regained his composure and in a flash, he locked onto the source.

He opened his eyes to see a happy Andromeda, waving at him frantically, sitting at a small table not too far away. He smiled and waved back to her, and began to walk over to her. [color=bc8dbf]Glad that didn't fail me in a time of need.[/color] He knew that talking to Andromeda would defiantly cheer him up, as everything up to this point was an absolute train wreck, but when it comes to talking to Andromeda, she has a lot to say about what ever it is you talk to her about. Sometimes it's for better and some times it's for worse, but in this case, it's going to be for better, and he is going to be glad that she'll be able to lend an ear in his time of crisis. 

He approached the table and set his tray down, and sat down, letting out a big sigh, [color=bc8dbf]"Mornin' Andromeda,"[/color] He took off his hat, letting loose the wild monster that was his bedhead combined with hat hair now. [color=bc8dbf]"I hope your Morning was better than mine at the least.."[/color]

He grabbed his spoon of his tray and submerged it into his cereal bowl, and stuck it in his mouth and began to chew the cardboard squares that where Wheaties. It was at that point when he noticed a snicker, and he looked up at Andromeda, who looked like she was holding back a laugh the best that she could.

Charon stopped chewing and frowned, [color=bc8dbf]"What? I don't look that ridiculous, do I?" [/color]

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