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Theodore couldn’t necessarily say what had woken him, since it wasn’t his alarm. He stared up at his ceiling, a little bemused as he waited to see if he was about to be attacked. When it didn’t happen, he looked towards his phone, frowning slightly as he saw he was up thirty minutes before his alarm. Well, that was a bit fucking unfair. He was going to miss out on thirty minutes of sleep. Sighing softly, he tried to relax back into sleep, but it wasn’t going to happen. With a frustrated sigh, Stumbling to the bathroom, he showered, changed and brushed his teeth before absently moving towards his desk. 

He opened up his laptop and was greeted with the application he had been considered for a part in a show the night before. A wistful dream, but Theodore found himself staring at the screen for a few moments. Letting his fingers drum on the desk, he contemplated it. He sighed again, before he hit the submit button. What was the worse that could happen, they said no, don’t come to auditions? It seemed like something he could try, at the least. Who knows, he might actually get a part in this new show. Maybe. 

Probably not, but it was too late to do anything about it. Shaking his head, he turned the laptop off, sliding it into his backpack, grabbing his lacrosse stick and uniform, shoving the uniform in to his bag, he took the stairs two steps at a time, [color=228B22]“Hey, Selena, sweet girl! You get an extra long walk today.”[/color] He set his things down by the door, grabbing the wolf-dogs leash and clipping it onto Selena’s collar, giving her a few quick scratchies. [color=228B22]“You’re such a good girl!”[/color] He smiled, starting out the door. 

When he returned him, he quickly grabbed some food, woofing it down quickly, and shouting out [color=228B22]“Bye, mom!”[/color] before grabbing his things and starting out. Revving his bike to life, he started off down the road but wasn’t surprised when, half way to school, he was waved down by a woman. [color=228B22]“Hey, Mrs Llywelyn. What did he forget this time?”[/color] He said as he slowed the bike to a stop in front of Ignatius’s mother. Part of the reason why he often went this way was because, after several times of dealing with Ignatius’s excentricities, it was easier to stop by and check with his mother. 

[b]“Oh! Theodore! I wasn’t too sure if you’d come by today, but thank you! He left his uniform behind, and you know he needs it today. Probably doesn’t even realise he left it behind, honestly… “[/b] 

Theodore smiled softly, taking the bag she offered him, and after assuring her that he’d give it to her son, he started back on his way. 

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A little late, Theodore didn’t have a chance to find Ignatius before homeroom, and even less of a chance to hand off the uniform before the assembly. Sighing softly, he resigned himself to waiting after, and as soon as he co- Jesus, the boy could be fast when he wanted- Theodore eventually caught up to Ignatius, laying a hand on his shoulder to stop him from running off. 

[color=228B22]“Fuck sake, Ig. You can be so damn slippery. Here, you forgot this!”[/color] He said, handing the uniform over Ignatius, whose eyes went wide,[color=E56717]“Oh, shit! Shit shit shit, I need to go get ready, before Tria realises I’m not there!”[/color] And he was off, shouting over his shoulder [color=E56717]“Thanks, Theo!”[/color] Bemused, Theodore shook his head, shoving his hands into his pockets and starting into the festivities.