𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ there are days when i find us, lingering in the sunshine through the leaves..

Angus sits on his bed, looking out into the snowy landscape outside the school. Like he often does.

Tonight, like many other nights lately, he's was unable to sleep.

It had been a few days since his mother canceled on him, and Christmas was in a couple days. He had to stay at the school over break. Angus was so in his own head, he hardly noticed the footsteps of another person entering the room.