...especially for a werewolf. Alex sighed and crossed his arms over his chest, looking darkly at his breakfast. He was one of the last there. It was too late and most people had gone out into the sun, it was a saturday after all. He sighed and ran a hand through his dark hair. He had made a stupid decision. How could he have done that to Morgan, to allow him in so easily. He thought vampires we able to handle werewolves, but he had been so very wrong. How was a human going to make a difference...and what if the boys actually fell in love. Alex had already lost someone, would he be able to handle someone else leaving? Morgan had promised he wouldn't, but then, Gary had promised too.

Sighing Alex took his ring out of his pocket, it's sanctuary since Gary had left, and ran it between his thin fingers. Suddenly he clenched it in his fist as someone walked into the hall, even later than Alex had been. The werewolf bit his lip and quickly stuffed the ring back in his pocket before finishing his breakfast. Keeping one eye on the new entrant.

Quinn was not the type to get up early he enjoyed his lay in's hence why he was often late to lesson, and why he was late now. Striding into the hall wearing blue faded jeans and a white t-shirt, that was perhaps slightly tighter then expected against his broad shoulders, he moved into the hall and barely noticed what remaining students there was, there was simply fresh food and more for him to eat. Quinn soon sat at the hufflepuff table although it probably mattered little on a weekend. Settling himself down he poured juice itno hid goblet and helped himself to the fresh toast bacon, sausages and various other bits. Quinn had an appetite much like a horse, yet he never seemed to put an once of weight on. He grinned suddenly this was the life. Dumstang ment very little to him at the moment. Happily he took a large bite out of his toast and enjoyed the butter that he had coated it in.