Board Thread:Bully Fanon Roleplay/@comment-5385060-20170623214656/@comment-4059927-20170623230818

The Prefect tried the door, it wouldn't budge. The sound of ringing keys could be heard from inside and soon the door came open. Greg was sweating, he closed his eyes. When you're a child the thought of closing yours eyes was to properly conceal your existence from the prowling, green, ugly monster, right? For Greg this method was in play.

The Prefect shot his light into the classroom, after being unable to locate either Robin, or Greg he shut the door and stalked off down the hall.