setting; monday, 9 ➙ 10 am
(cismale, heterosexual, twenty)
(tags; open ➙ location; outside)
ryan awoke this morning with a headache, it wasn't unusual for him to have them considering he's constantly in street fights or cage fights to improve his endurance and strength; not that he needs to with his mutation being superior adaption, anyone would guess it's either an ego thing or masculinity thing. even though he was exhausted and had a splitting headache, ryan still managed to wake up with enough time to get ready for the day. it wasn't as if he needed to, however. it's monday morning and his languages classes don't begin until wednesday; ryan just doesn't enjoy lazying around. as he emerged from his bed at exactly eight in the morning, he sauntered over to the bathroom to do his morning routine of showering, brushing his teeth and so on. when he finally exited the bathroom after twenty minutes he chose his very simple yet old-style gangster outfit, a tweed suit, black vest & tie with a flat cap.
after spending so long getting ready he finally left his room and made a b-line out of the building to catch some fresh air, he thought it might help with his headache. with a huff, he figured he'd light a cigarette, he knew that'd be the opposite of getting fresh air but he couldn't start the day without one. after lighting, inhaling and exhaling, ryan roamed around the outside of campus; not bothering to use the designated smoking areas. he didn't care for them nor did he care for people telling him what to do.
(cisfemale, pansexual, nineteen)
(tags; open ➙ location; cafeteria)
hannah woke up at five am this morning after having a series of night terrors. they started happening nearly every night after that whole ordeal with removing her best friend's memory, not only did it ruin her life, it ruined her families and hannahs too. hannah never blamed her parents for forcing her to move to this school, heck, if hannah had a child who could completely destroy memories with never a chance of recovering them back, she'd be scared. hannah didn't completely have control of her power so a lot of people at professor xaviers school who knew her were scared that at any given moment hannah would make them forget their whole lives; despite that thought and knowing of people being scared of her, that never stopped hannah from remaining positive.
during the first hour of the morning hannah attended to mundane chores like cleaning her room, doing her laundry and so on. when the clock hit 7am hannah decided it was time to actually do something that required skill and effort so she headed to the bathroom to do her daily routine. she spent twenty minutes in the bathroom and a further twenty minutes picking out her outfit for the day; by the time she finally left her room it was 8am and she was parched. todays outfit was rather simple yet high-end; a white playboy bunny logo crop, unif short shorts, fila platformed trainers and white socks with her hair in a loose high bun.
after spending ten minutes trying to find the coffee machine in the cafeteria she settled for buying a hot chocolate instead. hannah perched on one of the high chairs so she could look out the window as she sipped her drink. hannah decided to pop her headphones in and listen to salvia plath as she watched the world go by.