Forums » General Roleplay » A Magical High School

"Of course, I was just coming to make sure I had everything I need for the week, as I am new here."

He said to the teacher, straightening out his shirt.

"That, and to learn the layout of the school so I won't get lost."

"We can have a student help you tomorrow." She explained, hurrying him outside. "We still have a few things to straighten out from yesterday."

They reached his house not too much later, "Go ahead and make yourself at home." He said, unlocking the door to let her in.

"Alright, I guess."
He said slightly dejected. Before the teacher could get him outside he snapped once more, returning to his home in the Underworld.

Moon entered his house and glanced around.

She could catch a glimpse of a fairly large bookshelf full of various records and CDs. "Do you want anything to drink? I've got some water and juice here."

“Sure. What do you have?” She moved on to the bookshelf, keeping her face half-turned toward him to show she was still listening.

"Water, apple juice, orange juice, and some cranberry juice. Anything sound good?" He asked her, getting a few glasses out.

“Cranberry juice,” she said with a smile.

He comes back a few moments later with the cup, "Enjoy, love." Setting his cup aside, he grabbed a few things.

“Thank you.” Moon took a sip before looking through his CDs. “So, how do you want them organized?”

"I think I was going to do it by artist. I've got their music players over here in case you want to listen to them. My mother LOVED rock and metal, while my dad breathed for country."

“So by artist names. We could also arrange them by genre if you want.”

"That'd be a good idea, too. We might have some jazz here, too." Kyoya began setting a few aside, a huge stack of U2 was the first one to be seen. "I remember I used to fall asleep to these guys."

Moon smiled, taking one in her hands. “We can listen to this while we sort them.”

"Yeah...we'll have quite a bit of fun, I think." He got the music players turned on.

Drop handed him the CD, and started separating the others by genre, putting them into stacks on the floor around her.

He got it to start playing, it had last been on their 'I Still Haven't Seen What I'm Looking For'.

"How ironic this song would be the one to start playing." He laughed a bit, sorting out the others.

(I don't believe I know this song.)

"Why's that?" she asked, helping.

(It's one of my favorites by U2.)

"Here we are, looking through music...I'm hoping to find a certain Kansas album here, and we've barely scratched the surface."

“What’s it called?”