Looking down at your watch, you barely had any time to make it to class. This wasn’t a common occurrence, but you had made the mistake of oversleeping, causing you to be late. In the long run, the extra hour wasn’t worth it; skipping breakfast and not having the spare time to relax was already ending up to be more stressful than the lack of sleep would’ve been. However, being determined to prove fate wrong, you still attempted to be on time. Slamming the door open, you ran down the halls, only to hear a loud voice shout at you from behind.

HEY! You! Get back here! No running in the halls! You’re getting a write up for that one! Wh- stop so I can have a proper conversation with you!!

Annoyed, the hall monitor speed-walked after you, a simple wormhole underneath the rules he pressured others to obey. After finally catching up, and being decently out of breath in the process, Crossbones frustratedly scribbled a few sentences onto a slightly crumpled up slip, barely giving you a chance to explain yourself before he started to lecture.

What’s your name?? I’m writing you up immediately! This disrespect will not be tolerated. But..since this is a first offense, I won’t make you go to the office, but only because I’m in a good mood, you hear?