 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Dhruv was one hundred percent certain that Hadleigh was being honest about teaching here being interesting. Interesting was good because that meant there were bound to be challenges. “I’ll be sure I’ll have questions,’’ they confirmed, one quite slipping their mind at the moment; a question that perhaps would be the most important one.
Perhaps the joke wasn’t such an ‘old people’ thing if Marilyn was agreeing with Celeste. After all, Marilyn was a couple of years older than they were. It was a dad joke then! Dhruv resisted the urge to roll their eyes in amusement at Winterbottom. “Evening, Tapio. That arm feeling at least a little better now?” It couldn’t be easy moving around with the hindrance that was a sling.
The speech proved to be quite a motivational one. It brought them back to some of the best they had heard during their seven years as a student under Headmistress Truebridge. They couldn’t help but feel sorry for Winterbottom; his body language when he mentioned his wife did not go unnoticed. But with the speech eventually done {and they couldn’t deny they were too happy it was time to consume a healthy portion of food. |