4th Floor Hallway/Boys Bathroom, Thursday Evening

[bigdamndestiny]

This had been a very, very very odd day so far. And Merlin was going to simply scream if the frustration didn't go away soon. He kept thinking about blond hair and muscles and soft curves in pink and it was all jumbled up to the point where he wasn't sure what was what anymore.

So, he made up his mind to go talk to Francine.

Talk. Yes.

Perhaps he ought to look up when he stormed on down the hallway.

[[For the girl!]]