[If only he were a mind reader. He'd savor every single thought creeping into John's brain and draw it out, make sure he'd never forget it. Petre would think it was all imagination, of course, incapable of knowing what's a memory and what isn't, seeing as he's been challenged severely in that department. But imagination would be better than a memory, because imagination would imply some kind of volition. Want. Petre understands want. His power's all about it, and he's never, ever felt bad for wanting something.
(That he knows of. John challenged him in that department, too.)
He doesn't take the full three hours, but close. The school should reprimand him for it, wasting their resources to his bidding. But when should he start caring? Not too soon, unfortunately for them.
He comes out without a single piece of clothing save for the towel on his head. Didn't bring any with him inside, and he's barely got any left after John's little revenge on his closet. Petre, again, takes his time picking out today's outfit. Doesn't even bother with underwear until it's all properly decided. From then to buttoning up his shirt is a much shorter process.]
Nap time's over.
[He's in front of the mirror, making last arrangements to damp hair. There. Perfect.]
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(That he knows of. John challenged him in that department, too.)
He doesn't take the full three hours, but close. The school should reprimand him for it, wasting their resources to his bidding. But when should he start caring? Not too soon, unfortunately for them.
He comes out without a single piece of clothing save for the towel on his head. Didn't bring any with him inside, and he's barely got any left after John's little revenge on his closet. Petre, again, takes his time picking out today's outfit. Doesn't even bother with underwear until it's all properly decided. From then to buttoning up his shirt is a much shorter process.]
Nap time's over.
[He's in front of the mirror, making last arrangements to damp hair. There. Perfect.]
What do you wanna do today?