grandduke-maxim:
Who: Maxim Varnavich Fyodor Maksimov & Anyone
When: September 4th, around 12:30 pm
Where: The Dining Hall
It was the first day of classes and the boy had already thought about skipping. Though he knew it was much to early in the semester to do so, and it wasn’t as if he actually wanted to fail his courses. Just because he didn’t particularly like them, didn’t mean he was just going to fail. He wanted to piss off his parents, but he also wasn’t interested in retaking anything. The only way to get through it was to stop and get some lunch in between. Not surprisingly, the dining hall was fairly crowded. There was a significantly larger number of students this year, which meant he would have to take a seat where he could find one. “Do you mind if I sit here? Thanks.” He said, not bothering to wait for a response as he plopped down next to someone.
First day or not, Natalya was organized and ready to take on anything that may come her way. After two classes in the morning, she already had syllabi spread in front of her, her planner open and pens strewn about, as she carefully copied important dates - exams, papers, presentations - and marked them carefully. It was her last year in school, and she did not intend for this year to be the one in which she fell. A plate of food sat to the side, almost a second though, as she took a few sips from a smoothie and continued on, her spread warning off any potential companions.
At the familiar sound of her brother’s voice, she looked up, and couldn’t respond before he sat down, and instead pushed some of her papers to the side to make room. “You know, most people would wait for an affirmative answer before acting.” She chided Maxim, her tone not serious, and with a familiar fondness for her younger brother.