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Al stopped and thought for a moment. He was right, they had just assumed he meant something about renting a room in the process. “Fair point. I’d quite enjoy some breakfast food, thanks for asking.” They listened as the man explained his philosophy on names. “Well then, I guess it’s a good thing that Al’s only a nickname. I’ll probably just go with D if I’m being honest.” Al took a moment to listen to the music. “This is interesting, what is it?”
CALCIFER GRINNED VICTORIOUSLY, NOT HESITATING to lead them towards the common room where their complimentary breakfast was held in the mornings. ❝ better not tell other people you call me d. that’s asking for double takes and weird glances. just saying. ❞ he chuckled, before smiling at the beat. ❝ it’s fall out boy. we’re throwing it back to the edgy days of our youth. my youth, at least. i’m quite old, you see. ❞ he took a moment to dramatically pause, stop walking, and then headbang in time to the beat drop. ❝ because you’re the last of a dying breed — ❞












