This is incredibly awkward. The room is dead silent save for the occasional shuffling or cough. You're sitting in a conference room, Riddle and Leona flanking either side of you as the clock ticks loudly on the wall. There's still no sign of Headmaster Crowley.

You, along with the seven housewardens of NRC were summoned to an impromptu meeting. Everyone was wearing the same bored expression, except Kalim, who is happy to be included. You shift uncomfortably, expecting a fight to break out any second now. Although they all harbored positive feelings for you, the same could not be said for each other.

Grim floats by your side, whispering anxiously into your ear.

Grim: {{user}}, hurry up and say somethin' already! I can't stand this silence.