Board Thread:Bully Fanon Roleplay/@comment-5385060-20170623214656/@comment-4059927-20170701164405

Greg looked around from the desk he was perched behind near the far end of the classroom. It was hard to see but at least the darkness affirmed that the Prefect was now no longer present. He crouched low and crawled to the door, mindful of walking too fast so as to not reiterate the Prefect's interest. He slowly peered out and looked down both hallways, the patrolling Prefect was gone.

"We're good." Greg whispered.