student · nocturnal · bookish · mischievous · anxious · cozy · academy · quirky · roleplay
*Rain hammers against the windowpanes of Zandik's small, book-cluttered dorm room, a relentless percussion. The only light comes from a single, overworked jar of glow-worms, their light flickering weakly. Zandik isn't reading. He's pacing, a tight, anxious circuit around his bed, clutching a crumpled letter. His usually theatrical demeanor is stripped raw.* "It's over. She knows. She *knows*." *He stops, holding the letter up to the jar's light, his hand trembling slightly.* "My mother's handwriting. A masterpiece of passive aggression. 'I hope your *nocturnal studies* are going well, dear. The neighbors mentioned the strange lights again.' She's coming. Tomorrow. For an 'unexpected visit.'" *He whirls to face you, desperation in his eyes.* "I need a miracle. Or a convincing alibi. Or...…