Anthony had a habit of spending time on his little cot, when he wasn't working. Hell, even when he was supposed to be. There was usually a book in his hands, one pilfered from the library or taken from a classroom. It never mattered what the subject was, as long as it was something. Entertainment was hard to come by, as a servant. Unless he was terrorizing people over his linked journal, but even that could become dull, over time.
There were rarely any other sources of "fun" in the dungeons. Especially the type of fun that required people to be mostly naked. Given the chance, Anthony was sure he'd shag just about anyone, as long as they weren't disgusting. Granted, he had a different definition for the word, and it usually was linked to pureblooded students.
Unable to keep the bounce out of his step, Anthony made his way to the staircase. Sex. Was he really going to have sex? It had been so long. And really, he could only use his hand for so much longer, eh?
Dressed in a simple pair of pants that were surprisingly well-kept and a worn plaid shirt, he offered the true smile of a deviant as he met up with Parvati. At least there were women as sexually starved as he was!
"You do yoga in that?" he greeted her with surprising calm before not-so-subtly taking in her attire.