WHO: Eliot and Q WHAT: Hanging out WHERE: Ravenclaw common area WHEN: Today after class RATING: TBD
Mondays were like beer with just the foam. The weekend had seen Eliot in his usual drunken excitement, but with nothing very exciting to do, he'd gone out with very little clothing on and had a bit of a dip in the lake. That had been, until a mermaid had grabbed him and tried to pull him under. He'd gotten away, with Q's help, but now he had a fucking cold.
Eliot wouldn't have said he was stupid, just that he was young and hated thinking about consequences. With a good case of the sniffles, sporadic sneezing, and a stuffy head, Eliot still had to study. He sat with a blanket wrapped around his shoulders and his potions text book on his lap. After reading the same paragraph for the twentieth time, he finally closed the book, just as he let out a hellatious sneeze, barely having the time to grab yet another tissue. At least it had cleared the others away from the common area.