To Raise A Stink During Lunch (Han)

Before one could even know it, their class was finally over and the scent of numerous meals had pulled the weary and worn out Combat and Mixed Curriculum Students to their seats for lunch. And even the battered Han had the same intentions when he joined the eight other Students to the table.

The group was big but it was still incomplete with their friends from the Mages study yet to join them—perhaps still preoccupied with making potions and brews.

Han's stomach grumbled however, even when he was pulled to multiple trains of thoughts. Calum received pats on the back from his friends whereas Sir Leon de Harrington and the others were more somber, the huge group still divided into two.

Well, three.

Han had his own agendas separated from the rest of them. The sparkling notification screen in front of him contained words and a button that made him a bit nervous.

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