Autumn: Thierry and Paxton
Thierry still had his sleeves rolled up from summer, the tie loosened, the top button or two undone. He was standing and enjoying the change of the seasons again, proud of the theme and also what Ms. Menides did with it. Unlike Paxton, Thierry was all in white. But similarly to Paxton, other than the adjustments he'd made for his clothing to accommodate for the shifting seasons, he looked clean-cut except for the stubble on his face. His man-bun was still in tact as well and the hair pulled back looked pretty sleek still.
"'dat headmistress of ours outdone herself, I 'tink," Thierry returned, not missing a beat and then looking at Paxton. The boy seemed to be genuinely impressed by the room, and that was a first. Paxton hardly seemed impressed by, well, anyone. Ever. Thierry was often impressed by others, but usually failed to make as big of a deal out of it as those people wished he would.