we're all going to die {sixthies}

Stepping into the classroom, he crossed his arms, more of an involuntary action than one of anger or annoyance, Nightmare on his heels. Giving the black cat a glance, he flicked his red-rimmed eyes up to scour the classroom.

Ever since he'd heard that Odille had disappeared - well, he hadn't been motivated to do anything. He couldn't sleep at night, because if he tried, he'd just wake up screaming. He'd already been kicked out of his dorm. Sighing, he flopped down in a seat in the back, closing his eyes as Nightmare jumped up onto his desk, he leaned back in his chair.