Fabian Zeller // M // 25 // Unicorn // Vice Principal // M: everyone at this point

Fabian, shuffling papers in one hand against his hip, took a long draw of coffee from the other cup. Ohhh boy howdy this was going to be his least favorite day of the entire year. Half of the papers in his hand were incident reports. The other were just reports and such from various teachers and faculty.

However, after tagging along with the winged young man who had been stoically silent the entire walk to his office, Fabian stopped and was all but silent as well. His tired icy blue eyes watched the entire ordeal with an expression that could only be described as tired disappointment.

"Dorm mates are chosen particularly carefully. Switching them now means a lot of paperwork, having to rearrange a lot more people than is necessary. Not to mention, you spend most of your time outside of the dorm rooms," he addressed that issue firstly and then looked toward Darcy. "Miss Grey, I am extremely disappointed with how you handled that entire request. Good glory, do you have any idea what you're doing?"

His words were sharp and tight as he finally stepped into the office and dropped the papers on the desk. "Not to mention the absolute horrendous reports that I've received over the last few hours."

Fabian finally turned to look at Darcy with nothing but irate exhaustion in his expression. "We, and this young man," he gestured to the winged boy standing awkwardly at the door, "have something to discuss."