And when I need to just sit down
Sometimes I act like I know
But I'm really just a kid
With two corks in his eyes
And a bully in his head
Sometimes I act like I know
But I'm really just a kid
With two corks in his eyes
And a bully in his head
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- 🍀☯🌷☮Lyric was happy to be back to the Herbology club since he actually had a project he wanted to work on this year with grafted plants. Plus he could finally give Tàmhas and Seb the stars he had worked so hard on over the summer. He'd tried to just carry the jars with him on the chance that he could give it to his friend during one of their classes but he'd gotten busy and kept forgetting. It wasn't even their OWL year and yet the professors were giving out homework and pre-tests like it was right around the corner! He just sighed loudly from his thoughts though smiled as his vervain petals brushed across his cheeks tickling him slightly. He'd gotten an idea after helping Eula in the club this past summer to potentially cross germinate the vervain plant with the squill potentially making a very potent healing paste. One of the dancers mentioned how it was getting expensive to purchase their usual heel paste made with the plant because some crops had been lost due to a harsh winter and late spring. He knew that at fourteen he wasn't about to revolutionize medicine as the world knew it but he was at least hoping that neither plants withered and died at his first attempts at grafting.
Lyric waved, or at least tried as his hands were full with two potted plants, towards those he was familiar with before finding a luckily empty bench to deposit his work onto. He didn't bother to wipe off any dirt or soil that fell onto him since, yknow why bother, as he walked over to Tàmhas to fill out the usual form but also deliver his goods (sotospeak). "Hey Tàmhas, I really like your crown. Really matches, well, everything really." he chuckled taking in all the complimentary colors. "Also, I've been meaning to give you this but I haven't had the time, plus you're like, really really busy so I knew I'd at least see you here." Lyric tried, probably failing, to explain as he slid off his backpack to reach inside and pull out his (honestly by now) customary container of paper stars. "I figured yknow, putting in a star shaped jar would like, double the luckiness." he grinned a bit shy as he passed it to the older boy.
I wanna make
A colour that no one else has seen before
I wanna be so much more
I hope that she
Looks at me and thinks, "s**t, he is so pretty"
Something I can't believe
A colour that no one else has seen before
I wanna be so much more
I hope that she
Looks at me and thinks, "s**t, he is so pretty"
Something I can't believe
Cinnabun Gryffie
