@Lugubrious@BrodZ11711
This couldn't get any worse, could it? He already felt like his mouth was about to froth any moment and Lucas saw him with his face in Fleo's chest. It truly couldn't get any worse, except it did. Fleo woke up and Nolan skidded across the ground, slowly standing back up while coughing a cloud of dust from his mouth. "I-it's not what it looks like! Oh shit!" Nolan was blasted through the hole where the door used to be and slammed against the wall with a loud bang. Nolan stood back up, cracking his neck and sneezing at the same time. This day truly couldn't get any worse. His face as well was just as red as the dust mage's as well as his eyes from the dust in them.
He groaned softly and rubbed the back of his head until the berserker dust mage walked into the hallway with the most perplexing expression. She was ready to butcher them, but she also seemed to holding back her laughter. Nolan himself didn't see the humor in the situation. "This is a misunderstanding Fleo. You dropped your bandana and I brought it up to your room..." He looked straight towards the room that now lacked a door. "Er, I did break your door down since you wouldn't open it, but I'll fix it later. I ended up tripping over something and I fell on your...er, chest region." Nolan's face flushed into a deeper shade of crimson and he stared down towards the ground. There were many things he never expected to happen and this was one of them.
"I apologize for disturbing your sleep. Feel free to exact your punishment whenever you feel like. Just leave Lucas out of this." He didn't even know why Lucas was even there to begin with. It just seemed like he was cursed with the worst timing in the world as well as not being able to control his magic.
This couldn't get any worse, could it? He already felt like his mouth was about to froth any moment and Lucas saw him with his face in Fleo's chest. It truly couldn't get any worse, except it did. Fleo woke up and Nolan skidded across the ground, slowly standing back up while coughing a cloud of dust from his mouth. "I-it's not what it looks like! Oh shit!" Nolan was blasted through the hole where the door used to be and slammed against the wall with a loud bang. Nolan stood back up, cracking his neck and sneezing at the same time. This day truly couldn't get any worse. His face as well was just as red as the dust mage's as well as his eyes from the dust in them.
He groaned softly and rubbed the back of his head until the berserker dust mage walked into the hallway with the most perplexing expression. She was ready to butcher them, but she also seemed to holding back her laughter. Nolan himself didn't see the humor in the situation. "This is a misunderstanding Fleo. You dropped your bandana and I brought it up to your room..." He looked straight towards the room that now lacked a door. "Er, I did break your door down since you wouldn't open it, but I'll fix it later. I ended up tripping over something and I fell on your...er, chest region." Nolan's face flushed into a deeper shade of crimson and he stared down towards the ground. There were many things he never expected to happen and this was one of them.
"I apologize for disturbing your sleep. Feel free to exact your punishment whenever you feel like. Just leave Lucas out of this." He didn't even know why Lucas was even there to begin with. It just seemed like he was cursed with the worst timing in the world as well as not being able to control his magic.