My name is Root

Root Ireton. 16. Sophomore. Half-blood. We live, in fact, in a world starved for solitude, silence, and private, and therefore starved for meditation and true friendship. - C.S. Lewis

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I'm alive..

[sothy-the-wise]

Of course. But now I’ve got to make sure I meet people. I need to get together a study group for when term begins again.

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What subjects do you struggle with? I'm up for study groups.

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I'm alive..

[sothy-the-wise]

Yeah. The general lot. If my grades drop… Nothing good comes from it. So I have to stay on top of everything.

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Well it's summer now, so you don't have to worry about grades for awhile.

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I'm alive..

[sothy-the-wise]

Maybe. I’m usually too busy though.

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Dancing? Work?

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I'm alive..

[sothy-the-wise]

If you think highly of him, he must be. But I’m not taking graphic design, so it may be a while.

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He's around, walking down the halls and such, bound to happen.

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I'm alive..

[sothy-the-wise]

Mr. K? I don’t think I’ve met him… I only knew a few people here, yet.

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Yeah, I understand. I hope you meet him soon though, he's the best.

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I'm alive..

[sothy-the-wise]

Awesome. I’ve met you… Mr. Winters, Lucas, a sick kid… I never got his name. I think that’s it… Maybe…

[abeastcalledroot-blog]

You haven't met Mr. K? That's a shame. He's my mentor, the graphic design teacher.

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I'm alive..

[sothy-the-wise]

Yeah. You’ll have to introduce me to people, of course. I only know a few people.

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Definitely, I think a ton of the guys went home for Summer though, so you won't need to learn too many names.

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I'm alive..

[sothy-the-wise]

Of course! That’s what I’m here for, mitt​ phokte.

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Alright, great, it'll be fun.

[jacobwnters-blog]

Boy or girl isn’t exactly a question that ellicits a long and complicated response. Unless she was a hermaphrodite, then I  might have to explain.

[abeastcalledroot-blog]

Ok, cool. Sorry, just have to be sure.  Haha, yeah, pretty much! What's her name?

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Girl.

[abeastcalledroot-blog]

That's great... you're using one word sentences with me though, is that my queue to piss off?? Just in case!

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Thanks.

[abeastcalledroot-blog]

Boy or girl?

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Grandpa Winter, motherfucker

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Congrats, Mr. Winters!

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I'm alive..

[sothy-the-wise]

Believe it or not, it is getting a foot in the door. You’re making connections. That’s pretty big.

[abeastcalledroot-blog]

Yeah, connections are great. Are you doing summer camp, Sothy?

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I'm alive..

[sothy-the-wise]

Okay. I see. You’ve already got your foot in the door, then, eh?

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Not really, it's just freelance, every graphic designer has to start with it. I can't intern or get a proper job since I'm doing the summer camp.

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[sothy-the-wise]

Oh, okay. What kind of things?

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Business cards, ads, packaging, the usual.

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[sothy-the-wise]

Freelance work?

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Yeah, ya know, commissions and stuff. I basically am redoing this guys entire brand, I got it done last night though. He better love it, I hate knit picking.