Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26972097-20180704015058/@comment-3991308-20180804125236

Well. The fortnight's Dead Epics had ended nearly an hour ago, but Icarus only just managed to realise that he had assignments yet to complete. As expected, the library was full and the sun too bright to focus outside, and Kristan was practising the fiddle in their dorm. It left the final option of finding an empty room.

He pushed open the door to one of the rooms near Dead Epics - it was an oft infrequented part of Ever After High, only to find that it was not quite occupied.

"Oof, didn't mean to startle anyone," he said. "Hey Summer," - and in his jovial sarcastic tone - "long time no see. Um, you alright?"