12th Ash, 4606
The earliest of the summer was dwindling and it was a new academic term for the Griscian Calendar. Oliver had just settled into his new room, he looked on the bed opposite his in confusion, noticing that he was in a shared room. He looked around noticing that the room was merely empty as he began to place his stuff amongst the bed, unpacking various goods from his suitcase such as his high quality suits and assortments of books for his studies, mainly focusing on the subjects of Magical Theory, Archaeology and Anthropology. He looked at the wardrobe as he hung his clothes up one by one in each individual order. He stared at the other wardrobe opposite his as it appeared to be empty.
Of course, the eighteen year old was nervous about his start, having being accepted into this university it was a great deal for his family, but perhaps a way of gaining some approval from his mother and father who deeply distrust the path that he is currently on. Oliver sighed as he looked at the empty bed, wondering if the other roommate will arrive, and will he be forthcoming of his right to be here. Sharing a room can't be easy, but Oliver was always prepared for the worst situation at hand. After all, school bullies should be the thing of the past, right? He never knew, but the education he was going to receive would be hopefully fruitful for these next three years. That's what he hoped.
Right now, he was excited but a little nervous about the venture; it was his first time being away from home, his first time where he had space. It almost felt like a foreign feeling of independence that he never had growing up in the House of Carnahan. Here he was, wondering what to do. Greet other university students? Go and join in on other activities? Or just sit there, wondering what to do before the actual semester starts. After all, he was just getting use to the idea of being independant for once.
The earliest of the summer was dwindling and it was a new academic term for the Griscian Calendar. Oliver had just settled into his new room, he looked on the bed opposite his in confusion, noticing that he was in a shared room. He looked around noticing that the room was merely empty as he began to place his stuff amongst the bed, unpacking various goods from his suitcase such as his high quality suits and assortments of books for his studies, mainly focusing on the subjects of Magical Theory, Archaeology and Anthropology. He looked at the wardrobe as he hung his clothes up one by one in each individual order. He stared at the other wardrobe opposite his as it appeared to be empty.
Of course, the eighteen year old was nervous about his start, having being accepted into this university it was a great deal for his family, but perhaps a way of gaining some approval from his mother and father who deeply distrust the path that he is currently on. Oliver sighed as he looked at the empty bed, wondering if the other roommate will arrive, and will he be forthcoming of his right to be here. Sharing a room can't be easy, but Oliver was always prepared for the worst situation at hand. After all, school bullies should be the thing of the past, right? He never knew, but the education he was going to receive would be hopefully fruitful for these next three years. That's what he hoped.
Right now, he was excited but a little nervous about the venture; it was his first time being away from home, his first time where he had space. It almost felt like a foreign feeling of independence that he never had growing up in the House of Carnahan. Here he was, wondering what to do. Greet other university students? Go and join in on other activities? Or just sit there, wondering what to do before the actual semester starts. After all, he was just getting use to the idea of being independant for once.
