Interesting wasn't quite the word one wanted to hear when they were part of the group in charge of making a vacation enjoyable. But Somersby was almost inclined to agree. He was already ready to get back to school, back to the freedom of his classes and friends. Here home was always noisy and demanding and he never really felt as if he could relax. It was all one big job. Merlin's beard, he wasn't sure how he'd survive if he had to return to take his father's place running the resort. It was certainly his father's dream - not his, and every day he was here he was more and more sure of that very basic fact.

"To be honest, much the same as normal. I'm ready to head back to Hogwarts, actually." Somersby admitted, running a hand through his sandy waves.