[u][b]Percival[/b][/u]
[b]Location:[/b] Outside the Arts Building
[b]Mentions:[/b] [@LostButterfly92]
[b]Interactions:[/b] Busy


Perci was engrossed in his music and exhaling vapor from a pen clutched in his hands. However, he had just realized he was running late and didn’t have time to make a pit stop at his dorm. He kicked the cold ground in frustration. Fuck it, though. He didn’t NEED his laptop for Art History- he’ll just take notes on paper...ew. He had everything else he needed in his school bag. Perci was now glad that he bought a tea to hold him off seeing that he couldn’t run back to the dorm for a snack.

He thought he heard something, so turned around and pulled off his headphones. The goat soon noticed the girl speaking to him. Oh, shit. He squinted at her a moment, trying to remember if he knew her from somewhere. Perci’s mind blanked. He had no idea who this lady was.

“Hm? Oh- hi,” he started. His ears twitched as he listened to the girl’s plight. Oh, photography? So she was an art student, too? Wait, fuck, did he know her? Perci thought to himself momentarily. No, he still had no idea who she was. He then pulled his phone out and checked the time. It was around 12, and class started in half an hour. A normal person would’ve said “no”, but Perci had a phobia of refusing others, so he nodded. Art History wasn’t even that important...

 “Uh, sure- just as long as I can leave before 12:30.”