Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20160914130216/@comment-2173402-20170623223307

"No. Expel me. It's fine, I don't give a shit," Jason shot out immediately. He was seated in a disrespectful manner, slumped back against the chair, one leg crossed so that his right ankle rested on his left knee, sort of forming a '4' with his legs. He held his hand to his face, index finger on his temple, thumb supporting his jaw. He glared at Crabblesnitch, exasperated. "There's no way in hell I'm being that pussy's little bitch boy for a month."

Garrett elbowed him fiercely in the gut, never breaking eye contact with Crabblesnitch. He stared deep into the headmaster's eyes, his colored contacts shielding any emotions his eyes may hold. "We'll do it," he said sternly.