where : the charms corridor
who : open to anyone
SNAP! A flash of light, and a snapshot taken at the right time. Peter was standing on a window ledge, making sure to get the best angle. Without a watch, Peter was completely unaware of what time it was or if he should be in a lesson. In all honesty, Peter didn't overly care either. Nor did he imagine his professors did, Peter barely contributed anything remarkable to the class other than a few backhanded comments.
About to step down off the ledge, Peter's foot caught in the strap of his rucksack that was sitting by his feet. Tumbling onto the ground, his camera lens smashing across the floor. "Bludgering fuck-"












