Who ? Tory and Vaughan Where ? Outside Ancient History and then... When ? Thursday evening What ? Going out
It had been in the afternoon when Vaughan, who was doing little but stare at the clock waiting for dinner to roll around so it would be appropriate for him to start eating again, when he decided maybe sitting around waiting wasn't the best way he could be spending his time. How sad was it that he sat there in anticipation of Tory coming by after his last hour of class for the day. It was very sad and even pathetic and he refused to allow himself to be either.
Grabbing his coat and shoving his feet into his boots he left his room and the school behind to run a few errands, ones that wouldn't take long and would bring him back inside before Tory's last class ended. It hadn't taken him long to locate his friend, especially when he could project himself through the walls in order to search for him. By the time class was dismissed he was leaning against the wall outside of the class room, his arms folded over his chest. He wanted to try and spot Tory before he was physically assaulted.