For the most part, it wasn't too bad this year. He had been familiarized with just whom was in his dorm wing. Two other vampires and a... Well a human. So far, at least. That didn't sound safe at all. Were they sure this would be okay? But it wasn't too bad. It's not like they'd interact a whole lot, right? Being busy with grading things, then focusing on their personal lives and all that. As long as there was a door and a few locks separating them, that was more than enough for Silas. Focusing his mind elsewhere, the literature teacher grabbed a few of the papers he needed to finish reviewing and got into his fridge to get his food for the day. It seemed he'd have to restock then because this was his last container currently. Even though it had been over fifty years, the thought of swallowing blood made his stomach churn, but it was necessary. He shook the container around, letting the sanguine liquid slosh around. Finally after unscrewing the lid and closing his eyes, Silas threw his head back and downed the blood. After he was done with that, the literature teacher wiped away the corners of his mouth and thoroughly rinsed out the container, leaving it in the sink for now as he'd get to it later.

Once he grabbed a pen from his counter top, Silas took a seat and began to look over the papers. They'd been analyzing Lolita which... Seemed a bit advanced for high school level students. But he wouldn't bother arguing with the curriculum. After jotting a few things down on the first page of his one student's paper, he heard a knock at his door and immediately jerked upward, drawing a line to the end of the paper by accident. Fortunately he wasn't writing anywhere too vital. But he composed himself and filed the papers into a neat pile and got up from his seat. He could smell the scent of freshly baked cookies. And when he heard the effeminate voice on the other side, he recoiled briefly before approaching the door, undoing the bottom lock at first but leaving the slide lock done up. So when he opened the door, it didn't open by a whole lot. And when he looked to see who it was, he didn't let his eyes linger on the brunette's face too long. In fact, he sort of glanced off to the side, nervousness practically rolling off him in waves.

"Oh, you must be one of my neighbors. It's...," he paused, turning his head to take a sharp inhale. "A pleasure. I'm Silas Langdon, one of the world literature teachers..."

Once he glanced down and saw the basket which practically overflowed with cookies, he fell silent. Well she was generous enough to prepare treats for whomever so it probably wouldn't hurt to give her at least a little more space to talk. Holding up a finger, he signaled the other to wait, then closed the door so he could undo the top lock. Then after the brief moment, he opened it once more and stepped off to the side. The least he could do was let her come in and have a seat. But still he wasn't too keen on making much eye contact. In fact even by his overall body language, it was obvious he was nervous about something. But what was there anything to be nervous of? It's not like she meant harm. That was probably the thing though. He didn't really trust himself a whole lot around those who weren't of his own kind. Still, he could just leave his door open to give his mind a little semblance.

"Please, come in and have a seat."

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LOTTE KARLOTTE

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The silver haired man flashed a timid smile as she offered her thanks for letting her come in. He certainly made sure to leave the door open though, walking over to the table and gathering his papers after waving a dismissive hand. It was obvious by the way he was quick to collect them that he didn't mind one bit. After all, he had a guest and it would be in rude taste to focus on his work rather than try to hold a conversation. Besides, it would probably do him well to take a break and at least to get to know some more teachers. Silas took a seat from across the table, taking a glance at the basket of cookies, then to Lotte. There was no need for her to leave so suddenly. He kept a pleasant expression as he attempted to enunciate his thoughts in a clear and concise manner.

"It's fine, really. No need to apologize. Feel free to stay as long as you like," he paused, letting out an exhale. "But to answer your question, I've been in New York all my life. I'm sure you'll learn how to navagate the city soon enough though."

His tone was rather meek but it was safe to say everything he offered was genuine. Even so that didn't excuse the fact that he wasn't capable of keeping eye contact for more than a split second. But the mention of art did strike a chord in him. At least they had something to talk about. Sure, he wasn't much of an artist but a close friend of his was. He couldn't help but offer a little more of an elated smile as he reluctantly glanced back up at the brunette. Amazing how they already had something -- or someone rather -- in common. Ah, perhaps instead of sitting there, smiling like an excited child on Christmas morning, he could actually make mention of it.

"Oh! If that's the case, you must know the other art teacher, Gwen Karenina. She's a good friend of mine. Hopefully she and the rest of the school are catering to you well?"

Perhaps his tone seemed a little too excited for his liking. He couldn't help but dim his elated smile down to a bit more of a nervous one. Silas most certainly didn't wish to make her uncomfortable, but he couldn't help it. But he couldn't help but be curious. Since Lotte was new, he could only hope that the school suited her just well. There was still the matter of the cookies. Looking up, Silas flashed an expression almost as if non-verbally asking if he may take one. He didn't want to be rude. It would make for a horrible first impression, and he most certainly didn't want that.

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LOTTE KARLOTTE

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS