Delirious.
That is what they felt when the school opened up, it was big and pristine. And Mal's head pounded as he walked down the hallway as if he was in a fever dream.
Mal: Classes... look better I guess?
???: I agree.
Mal: Who is that?
Roe: Just me, Roe
Mal: Oh, hi.
*Melodias came in, his plants were mostly gone except for a large-smelling hydrangea in his shirt pocket*
Melodias: classes are starting, we should get going..
*the pair was already sprinting down the hall, and Melodias followed*
*they just dabbled around with pencils and snuck phones into their desks, magically getting high grades.*
[Text Roe] When is this gonna end it's boring :<<
[Text Mal] idk :PP
[Text Melodias] kinda like, 20 mins or sum??
[Text Mal] omg finally
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Mal's Life 🕯️⛓️
Hayran KurguMal is a Tv head I have drawn and wrote about multiple times and I decided to do a story about this character who is fifteen, doesn't want to very much live and has not a very interesting personality, but kinda an interesting story. I hope you enjoy...
