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Jesse was thankful that he hadn’t gone too far with drinking the night prior as he emerged in the halls of their college. While he was confident in the solidification of his place at Wyndham, that being socially and academically, Jesse wouldn’t want a hangover on the first day to put that at risk. Though he was sure he couldn’t say the same for Renlin, whose fate had been left a mystery after being brought in by the headmaster for discussions after his impromptu speech. Jesse knew that for some, that speech probably would have been a perfect excuse for expulsion from the headmaster. He was sure he would find out soon enough, whether it be through his friend or his uncle.
Curiosity at that fallout was what led his footsteps as he walked past the row of lockers he assumed would lead him to his friend. However from a quick glance at the tops of peoples heads it was clear that Renlin wasn’t present from the lack of a towering figure. He dropped it for now, but as his mind floated to the events of earlier that night, Jesse heard his name being called which put him on edge for a moment. With his track record, he could never tell when someone was seconds away from confronting him.
False alarm though, it was only Lenore Ferrell. A friend, not one that he had seen at the masquerade, as she was mentioning. “Or perhaps my mask was just that good?” He considered out loud as she caught up with him. It may have been plausable, given the number of interactions he had with people that night unaware of their identities. But he possibly would have recognised her regardless of a mask. “In any case, I hope you didn’t miss me too much,” Jesse told Lenore, turning to her as she began walking alongside him. “Anything interesting happen on your end? Ah, did you catch any of that performance from me and Ren?” He questioned, with also genuine wonder as to how big their audience had been.
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@Caticorn Lenore!!!