His room was warmer but outside had the pumpkin sun which he caught with every possible inch of wings. His tail still bore a bandage on it. It healed a little slower than the scratches and lets be honest he was a baby about his tail.
Andrew was just laying there trying not to think about anything. Trying not to think about AJ or the fighting or anything at all. he just wanted to be, feeling the breeze gently blow by and the listening to the trees creak eerily in the distance. He didn't go to class today, and he had a feeling it might be a while before he decided to again. Right now he just needed to be alone and recoup.
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