Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26972097-20160312212310/@comment-3991308-20160312221124

Someone had stolen Bas' normal seat. Normally, he wouldn't mind so much, but today, he was seated with this guy whom he had never talked to. Bas was fine with sitting next to this guy, whoever he was, but the dude's notebook doodles was really distracting.

Ignoring the teacher's droning about rose colours and significance and how the colours you give should evolve over a courtship period, Bas leaned over to Quinn. "Hey!" he said, his voice lowered, not to get the teacher's ire. "Bastion Fanfarinet, at your service. Nice drawings, by the way."