Darren settled into his dormitory and met his roommate, Maxwell Creegan. The next morning, Maxwell wakes Darren up for the first meal at the Academy. Will Darren find his new school simpler than before, or will he have trouble from the first morning.
“Darren, wake up!”
Darren stirred in his bed and tried to knock away whatever kept poking at him.
“Darren, you need to wake up,” someone said as the rocking resumed.
The young man cracked his eyes and searched for the source of the annoyance. Darren discovered Maxwell, and he groggily spoke, “What are you going on about?”
“It’s morning meal,” Maxwell replied with a smile as he tossed his new roommate a change of clothes. “Let’s get going, or we’ll be late.”
Swinging his legs off the bed, Darren rubbed the sleep from his eyes, asking, “Max, what do you mean, it’s time for the morning meal?”
The dwarf leaned against the doorframe, “I guess the teacher who dropped you off didn’t tell you anything about the school.” Maxwell shook his head and stated, “I’m guessing Volodar dropped you off. He likes to mess with new students.”
“Max,” Darren groaned as he lifted the fresh clothes. “What does that have to do with a morning meal?”
“There aren’t many students here,” Maxwell answered. “As a result, all the meals are mandatory.”
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