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Character Portrait: Aria Bennedetti Character Portrait: Archer Andrews Character Portrait: Theodore Novell Character Portrait: Rowan S. Dubois
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⁑ Theodore Novell ⁑
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Outfit: Here
Location: Dormroom β†  Cafeteria
Hex: 66CCCC
ImageImageIt had been a while since Theo slept through an entire night, like he did last night. Despite how much as the boy loved his sleep, there was always something (or someone) that interrupted his sleep too early. Other times he simply had trouble falling asleep in the first place.Nights at Lady Augustine's were unpredictable. Some were silent, peaceful enough to sleep, but others were loud and rowdy. Theo had never been a grumpy person, but lack of sleep tended to make him a little less friendly in the mornings. Thankfully, ever since he and Aria left that house and set foot inside this school, there was a certain peace surrounding him. Surrounding the both of them. As if a heavy boulder had been lifted from their shoulders. Granted this would be only their second week here. There were still numerous things they had to learn, rules and traditions they had to get used to, but just the simple act of being at such a place, together nonetheless, was a breath of fresh air. Theo was beginning to eat more, sleep more, even smile a little more. Things were finally looking brighter for the two of them.

"Wakey, Wakey, Eggs and Bakey!" sunlight flooded at the room as Aria opened the curtains called out for him. A sleepy Theo lifted his head, eyes squinting at the sudden brightness. His curly locks fell in a curly mess over his eyes, which he immediately attempted to blow out of the way. He groaned quietly, resting his head back down on the soft pillow as Ari left the room. He had yet to look a a clock, but he knew for a fact that it was too early. Much to early to be waking up on a Saturday. If allowed, Theo could sleep the entire day away and have zero regrets about it. "Come on! We're going to miss breakfast!" Ari's voice filled the room yet again. Theo kept his eyes closed but he could hear her footsteps significantly louder now, which meant her shoes were on and she was ready to leave. The teen groaned again, no part of him or his body willing to get up. But he knew Aria wouldn't rest until he did. A few more seconds crawled by before Theo threw off his covers with a grunt and rolled onto his back, taking several long seconds before he managed to drag himself out of bed and into the bathroom. As he went through the morning's routine, he formulated a plan in his head. Head down to the cafeteria and eat with Aria so she's satisfied, then immediately come back up and crawl under the could of blankets. The thought alone brought a small smile to his face.

"You look handsome. Now lets go eat!" Ari'a words greeted him as soon as he left his room, being given no time to protest about any part of her statement before being pulled out of the dorm. The cafeteria, as always, was bustling with students. Even on an early Saturday morning, it was fairly packed. Theo's bright blues glanced around the place one more time, still struggling to wrap his mind around everything. It was an exaggerated change from what they were used to. He didn't expect to be bombarded with questions the moment he joined Ari at the table, which left his head spinning and scrambling for what to answer first. Instead, he chuckled quietly and swallowed his pancake bite before responding. "Calm down, Ari, you might accidentally swallow your fork." he teased, though he couldn't deny that seeing her so happy and excited was contagious. "Can you believe we're actually here?


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⁑ Rowan Dubois ⁑
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Outfit: Here
Location: Dormroom β†  Cafeteria
Hex: 4C4C4C
ImageImageEvery since he was young, Rowan had always been a morning person. As long as the sun was up, he was up. He never liked sleeping the day away, always claiming he had too much to do and no time to lose. Now as a young adult, it was no different. Even on a Saturday morning, a day meant for resting and sleeping in, he was up by seven o' clock sharp. He'd gone to the bathroom, washed his face, brushed his teeth, changed into his sweats and headed out the door all within 20 minutes. When he'd left, Archie was still fast asleep and the dancer didn't bother to try and wake him. He'd taken a duffel bag with a change of clothes and shoes, plus a few other essentials, and quietly left the dorm. Most of the dance studios tended to be empty this time of day, and that's exactly what Rowan was hoping for. A bit of peace and quiet so he could practice on his own time, at his own pace.

So he practiced for over an hour, move in and move out. His clothes and hair begun to stick to his skin due to sweat, but if Rowan Dubois was anything, it was persistent. Their instructor claimed that the choreography given was one of the most demanding, intricate ones he had created in a long time. It was only the second week, and already several of the students were struggling, but Rowan refused to be one of them. He would get this routine down if it killed him. It wasn't a matter of showing off, despite being among the most well-known students in the academy, he never felt the need to show off to anyone. It was a matter of self-improvement and meeting his own expectations. There was no one that demanded more from Rowan than Rowan himself.

When nine o' clock rolled around, the dancer decided it was time to stop for the time being. His stomach was beginning to complain against his rigorous practice schedule, and something told him Archie would want some company at breakfast. He made use of the studio showers, taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, and changed into his clean clothes and sneakers. His hair fell in a damp mess over his right cheek after he ran the towel and his fingers through it a couple of times. He gathered his belongings and headed back to the dorm to exchange them for a roommate. He could hear said roomie's voice as he quietly stepped through the door and headed towards his own room. "Hey, man. It's 9:30. Do you want to get some breakfast?" Rowan lifted a brow in amusement before responding from behind him. "Who are you talking to?" he managed not to laugh at Archie's startled reaction and casually brushed past him to set the bag of dirty clothes on the floor before immediately walking back out and closing the bedroom door. "Let's go, i'm staring."