"Dammit!" the blonde, male student cursed as he fiddled with the lock to the studio that held the school's supplies for it's design classes. The Autumn had been running low on a certain leather bonding fabric and was in need of finding some more, or something stronger, to reinforce some of the projects he was working on.
"Oh come on, you've got to be around here somewhere...!" he growled in exasperation as the efforts of his expedition so far seemed fruitless. Just as he thought all hope was lost, the blonde spotted the dark outline of what he figured he would need. Using his gift, he carefully raised a stack of three rolls of fabric, using his free hands to help himself climb up the short foot ladder with the intention of grabbing his target with ease. Well, at least that's what he had had in mind...