Ernst had been hurrying off to meet his Hänschen for a study session. He clutches his books against his chest and scurries as fast as he can, so as not to be late, practically tripping over his own feet.
Once he gets to where he thought he was going, he realizes that he's not where he was trying to be. "Ach dies ist nicht gut..." he murmurs, hugging his books tighter.
Typist: Ickle adorable German boy. Because I have an affinity for the small cute ones? XD