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bitten_notshy) wrote2010-03-08 08:29 am
bitten_notshy) wrote2010-03-08 08:29 am
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Room 308, Very Early Monday
Jack woke up as the sun rose, but he was in no hurry to get out of bed. He had what he assumed was a pleasant but strange dream still playing through his head and no classes for hours.
Besides, bed was a good place to be. There was someone in it with him.
In a moment, he'd figure out why it was extremely odd that the figure had dark hair; for now, he just rolled toward the warmth and snuggled in.
[OOC: For She Who Sadly Is Not Running Off to New York With Him. Set before this, 'cause that's how we roll.]
Besides, bed was a good place to be. There was someone in it with him.
In a moment, he'd figure out why it was extremely odd that the figure had dark hair; for now, he just rolled toward the warmth and snuggled in.
[OOC: For She Who Sadly Is Not Running Off to New York With Him. Set before this, 'cause that's how we roll.]