Rooney had been sitting in a room by himself for days now. He hated it. He hated being locked up by himself, especially after having had the company of Thoreau for the couple of weeks they were together. He ran a hand through his hair, trying to calm himself down so he didn't punch through the walls and get himself into more trouble.
When they said it was recess time, Rooney immediately walked to the third floor common room and looked around for Thoreau. He wanted to see him again.
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