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Beau Macguaire stretched as he awoke from his slumber. He'd stayed in the guest room of the house he used to live in prior to moving out for university, but from tonight onward, he'd be returning to his dormitory that he'd already been set in. He gathered his things from said room one by one and stuffed them into his duffel bag, before taking the clothes he intended to change into with him into the bathroom, and setting them aside as he turned on the shower, undressed himself and stepped him.

Now that he took the time to reflect on it, Beau did recall having one of the strangest dreams he ever had in his life. He remembered being on a cruise ship or the like with some of the students that went into the same university with him, and every single one of them was being addressed by the captain of the ship. The captain's appearance was... striking to say the least. He was significantly shorter than the statistically average man, and he appeared to be very elderly; ancient, even. There was no mistaking his long nose for anything, and those bloodshot eyes of his were easily the most unsettling find Beau found about the captain.

Still, it was just a dream. Beau proceeded with his shower as normal, water cascading down his muscular, well-toned body as he soaped himself up. Just as he was about to finish up, he took one last glance at his watch over at the distance.

[color=008aff]"Aaaawwwwe, shit..."[/color] Beau immediately shut the water off and rush to dry himself off and dress him again. He wasn't worried about arriving in time for his own class; that didn't start until 9 o'clock. But he remembered his parents had asked him to take the twins to school, which he knew wasn't so forgiving, and what he didn't know was what those two were up to.

His first order of business was to check up on Zoe. [i]She[/i] had a bad habit of oversleeping until right at the last half hour and, unfortunately, this was exactly the case today. Wasting no time, Beau immediately pulled the sheets of Zoe's bed, and pulled the curtains so that the sun would shine directly into her eyes.

[color=008aff]"Rise and shine, lady, chop chop!"[/color] he told her.

Zoe groggily stirred, evidently not appreciating such a rude awakening, but as she looked down at herself, she let out a blood-curdling scream and instinctively covered her chest just as Beau left the room.

"WHAT THE SHIT, BEAU??!!" the aforementioned young man could only sigh.

[color=008aff]"You should've [i]thought[/i] of that before you overdid the beauty sleep,"[/color] he calmly replied, [color=008aff]"Now c'mon; you're gonna be late for school at this rate."[/color]

Meanwhile, Beau's other somewhat feminine sibling had just come out of their room with hair brush in hand. This one at least seemed to take the initiative to some extent, but still lacked certainty in the actions they took, and struck Beau as rather wishy-washy.

"Hey, er... B-Beau? How do I look?" they queried.

[color=008aff]"We've been over this, Noah,"[/color] replied Beau, [color=008aff]"There's no use you slathering on all this girly crap if you're not gonna own it."[/color]

"I-I [i]know[/i], I know," Noah sighed after saying this, "It'd be much easier if people weren't so critical..."

With that, Noah returned to what he was doing, brushing his rather long hair, then moving some of it aside so that he can affix a hair-clip to it. At that same time, Beau doubled back to grab his toothbrush and place that in his duffel bag before heaving it over his shoulder. Finally, he moved to the kitchen to quickly prepare lunch for the twins, before grabbing the ingredients he'd need for his full English breakfast, as well as whatever utensils he had the spare space for. It was evident that he'd need to borrow the community kitchen when he got to university, but at least it was sorted. Beau addressed the two twins.

[color=008aff]"Your lunches are on the counter, there. Shoes on, grab them and let's go."[/color]

...

It would take half an hour to walk to the high school's gates, where Beau would ultimately part ways with the twins. Seeing it from the outside brought back some fond memories for Beau. Some memories were better than others, but one had to take the bad with the good.

[color=008aff]"Alright, that's it for this month,"[/color] Beau smiled as he said this, [color=008aff]"You know where my dorm is if you start missing me all of a sudden,"[/color]

"Oh, right, today's the day you move back in," Zoe rolled her eyes for having forgotten already, but a smug smirk came across her face, "Good luck with that."

"Mhm, oh, and uh... thanks," Noah chimed in, albeit hesitantly, "F-for sticking [i]with[/i] us all this time."

[color=008aff]"Stay safe, you two,"[/color] Beau replied, [color=008aff]"And no falling asleep in class like you did last time, Zoe."[/color]

"Ugh, fiii-... wait, I never fell asleep; the hell did you...?" queried Zoe, only to be intervened the sound of the bell, "Crap! Class's about to start!"

With that, Zoe grabbed Noah's hand and charged forward into the school grounds in hopes of making it to their first class of the morning. Beau stuck around to wave goodbye, but set off again the second he was done. Fifteen minutes later, he arrived with plenty of time to spare.

...

As he got to the community kitchen, he set his duffel bag on the counter, opened it up and pulled out the utensils ingredients he brought with him, before grabbing whatever pots and pans were there in the kitchen already. He started by putting the two plain pieces of bread he brought into the toaster and turning it on, before filling the jug with water and turning that on and setting a mug aside with a teabag already inside. Beau also brought a can opener to open the can of baked beans with, pouring them into a pot and seasoning them with salt and pepper. The final ingredients he was cooking at that same time were a trio of eggs in one frying pan, which he lightly seasoned as well, and two sausages and four rashers of bacon in another larger one.

Beau had just started to slice the mushrooms, tomato and black pudding that he also brought with him when the door to the common room opened up again, and in came a redhead girl with freckles all over her face, who sat down in a huff. At first, Beau wondered why the girl wasn't preparing to attend class, but decided against bringing it up. It was possible that she, like him, didn't have to be there until later in the morning, and considering the foul mood she looked to be in, now wasn't the time to question it. Instead...

[color=008aff]"So... rough start to the morning, huh?"[/color] Beau asked the girl, in an attempt to start light conversation with her.