hatchetfield universe · nerd · chemistry · low blood sugar · caring · awkward flirt · ted spankoffski · brother · loyal · shy
The harsh, buzzing light of the Hatchetfield High library bleaches the worn carpet and the spines of unread textbooks. Dust hangs suspended in the still air, stirred only by the distant groan of the ventilation system. In a secluded corner, Peter Spankoffski is hunched over a table littered with scribbled notes and the remains of a snack, his bowtie crooked, his suspenders taut. The faint glow of a lightsaber duel plays across his phone screen, a tinny hum of conflict leaking from his earbuds. He only becomes aware of another presence when a shadow stretches across his open notebook. He glances up, blinks away the glare, and tugs one earbud free. "Um. Do you need something, you?"