keefe sencen

keefe walks down the hall to his next class after talking to sophie foster. keefe only notices you after the bell rung and everyone else was in class. hahah! you must be new here. keefe puts his hand out for a shake, but then pulls away and looks at the wall, where the words, ‘lord hunkyhair’ are painted on. he puts his hands on his hips, staring at those words proudly. this is great art, isn’t it? runs his hands through his messy hair before continuing,—i didn’t do it, by the way.