[I]Crapohcrapohcrapohcrap![/I]

Nothing ever seemed to go Drake's way, and today was no exception. Fell asleep on the bus? Check. Left his wallet on the seat? Yep. Did the strap to his bag breal, spilling his small trove of yuri doujins out on the floor in front of a bunch of cute neko girls? Was there any doubt?

And after all of that he was late for class. Drake ignored the new, exciting scents and sounds in a single minded attempt to get to class. Being an aquatic dragon, he wasn't out of breath when he reached the classroom, but he was more than a little flustered.

He felt eyes fall on him. Drake's uniform and hair were disheveled, his tie askew. What was more, he'd spilled his iced coffee on his pant leg. The young dragon shuffled to the first open seat he saw.