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The courtyard was unusually empty, save for the animals that chirped, though Alistair did note that there seemed to be a bit more animals there. He could distantly hear the sound of the ceremony continuing, and muffled conversation between two students, Alistair thought ‘maybe they’re skipping to— but he was the exception.’ With that in mind Alistair— decided to take the path that hid him, explaining himself would be such a bore after.
After waiting out the troublesome students, who decided to skip, Alistair carefully, and quietly left his hiding spot, confident that no one else would be in the courtyard— he then left out a loud cry as his face met with the grass— the animals around running in response to the noise he made.
Alistair rolled on his back, hissing in pain, he didn’t remember the courtyard having a log, much less a log in the open grass. He pushed himself up in a sitting position, his hand rubbing against his cheek as he let out a groan— Alistair heard a soft rustle from his right, confused he started feeling for the object he tripped on, his hand landing on— fabric, and.. a wrist?
A small panic soon followed, as he realized what had happened. He had tripped over an unconscious student— who’s current condition is unknown to him, it’s not like he could just touch them and check for an injury, he didn’t know if the student had a medical condition that caused random unconsciousness, and or maybe they were dead— the sound of his robe rustling against another— a soft yawn followed, and then, silence.
The silence was awkward, but the sounds of birds chirping filled that awkwardness— “Are you going to get up now? Your legs are over mine,”— ‘shit.’ Alistair laughed, waving a hand off, “Of course not! I purposefully wanted to sit with you!”
The other didn’t reply, and the awkward silence soon came back, “That was a lie! I tripped over you,” he moved closer towards the other, pointing a finger at the student, “You really must be careful, if it wasn’t me who knows what could have happened.”
The other tried to apologize but was cut off by Alistair— “And skipping? Have you even been sorted into a form yet?” He let out a hum, the other sighed, “Not yet, I was supposed to be heading to the ceremony right now, but I fell asleep.”
“Common occurrence?” The other hummed, “It just happens..”— Alistair pushed himself off the ground, dusting his robes— “Well then, I’ll just have to look out for you, my dear first year,” he held out a hand, “You’re.. facing the wrong way.”
Alistair laughed, “My fault!” He turned towards the other side, the student took his hand, “No, it’s fine—“
He pulled the student up, “Oh—! And how could I forget! I’m Alistair, Alistair Poe, a resident at Heartslabyul, it was not a pleasure to meet you..?”
“Silver.”
“Just Silver..?” Silver nodded, “Then Just Silver it is! It was a pleasure meeting you Just Silver!”
“It’s only Silver— and didn’t you say it, wasn’t a pleasure to meet me?”
“Oh, but that was nothing but a lie!” Alistair locked his arms with Silver, “C’mon, let’s get you into a dorm, I want to know what dorm I have to break into so we could have tea!”
“Is that another lie of yours..?” Alistair laughed, “Oh— you know me so well now Silver! We’re going to be great friends!” A soft smile touched Silver’s lips, “Yeah..”
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“Wait Alistair there’s—“ Alistair let out a yelp as he bumped into a student, the student turned— “Oh- Ali there you are!” Confused, Silver repeated the nickname quietly. “Me and Trey-Trey have been trying to find you this entire time, where have you been?— and who’s this?”
“Cater,” Silver let out a surprised hum as Alistair pulled him closer, “this is my fiancé, Silver!”
“What!” Cater’s smile faltered, his eyes darting between Silver and Alistair before letting out a soft sigh, and— a small giggle, “I can’t tell if that’s a lie or not, but— how did you find such a cutie like him!”
“I tripped over him!”
“What.”
“I tripped over him!” Alistair laughed, “What?!” Cater choked out, “That was a lie!”
The other let out a sigh of relief, “So tripping on him was a lie too?” Alistair shook his head,“Nope!” He said, emphasizing the p. “You tripped over him?!” Cater yelled out.
Silver interrupted, “It was my fault,” Cater— let out yet another sigh, “Jokes over! C’mon, Silver still needs to get sorted into a dorm!“
“Ali, you are so treating me to food after this..”