A Paw Behind You

Sunset

After a long, long day, the feathery headmistress of the school, Ms. Arilese had finally released us to our dormitories for some good o'rest(which I desperately needed). And, thanks to a map I had borrowed from Zain, I was pretty quick to reach the humongous dormitory block at the Eastern Block.

"203... 204... 205... 206!" And I finally found my dorm number after climbing several stairs up. It was exhausting.

I twisted the metal door knob and pushed with my losing strength, expecting a comfortable, clean (and not stinking) bed for my head to finally rest. But a  flowery smell of painful strength nearly shattered my nostrils.

"What the..."

I continued into the room with my lungs coughing out the strong, unbearable smell and my paw covering my watering nose. And when I reached the empty bed I thought to be mine, a mysterious figure sat on the bed at the opposite of mine.

And sitting on the clean-white bed, was a neon-green... wolf? Technically, he was green-patched with dark brown, but that green was too empowering for my eyes. His clothing was nothing compared to the red fox, Aiden from before. He wore unnecessary formal tuxedo. His fur and hair were straightened and (obviously) tended to a lot.

"So? Aren't you going to introduce yourself? I thought that your middle-class education would mean you could at least speak your name. But, seemed I was wrong." I was pretty much tempted to punch this guy in the muzzle. And the amount of times he had been spraying the deathly perfume scent of purple from that glass perfume bottle was not making the situation any better.

"Sorry," I paused for a while to lay my luggage on the peachy wall before continuing, "The name's Sky, Sky Flair." Again, cringing on the last name.

"About time. Anyway, that's your space, this is mine, don't touch anything, and you should be safe from my wrath."

As he walked towards the door, I couldn't help but ask...

"Wait, I didn't get your name."

As he heard me, it was pretty clear how hypocritical he was being. But it didn't faze him much, since he merely pulled and tugged his worn red tie, answering

"The name's Noah Zarath. Consider this a privilege."

And, almost as instant as that, he exited the room with a slam of a door. Although his physical body and pompous butt had exited the room, the heavy floral perfume he had practically sprayed everywhere was giving me an intense headache. Knowing how badly its affecting my entire mind, I too quickly exited the intoxicating room. With a few dry coughs and slightly tearing eyes, I collected back my lost breath and walked towards the outdoor exterior of what seemed to be the Central Garden (Thank goodness for online maps).

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As the lowering sun drowned itself into the orange landscape, I sauntered around the shadowy botanical garden. Flowers of different kinds stood either proudly, prettily or neither. The pink chrysanthemums were particularly eye-catching with its lovely petals and the tall, strong structure it had. Too bad it hasn't bloomed yet though.

I sat on a bench and merely observed the surroundings for the next ten minutes. Somehow, the sky was pretty clear with minimal clouds even in rainy Spring. 

Day dreaming, my vision started blurring. Maybe because I was sleepy from the tireless journey here. Seeing the sky already starting to darken to a mystical purple, I got up with a stretch and a wide, drowsy yawn before proceeding back to my intoxicating, yet honestly much-needed dormitory for some sleep (and hopefully some food in the pantry.)

Walking towards what should be the Eastern Block of the school dormitories, a funny thing dropped on my cheek as I was nearing the glass entrance doors...