Room 308, Friday Morning
Nov. 20th, 2009 11:07 amJack had arranged his schedule to leave Fridays free to make it easier to come and go from Baltimore. The problem with that was that it left weekends when he was in town as rather stunningly long and dry.
He sat on his bed and worked on a letter to Sebastien, a CD of Debussy compositions spinning in the stereo he'd recently acquired. The door was cracked so he could watch people come and go.
[OOC: Emma thread gets NWS.]
He sat on his bed and worked on a letter to Sebastien, a CD of Debussy compositions spinning in the stereo he'd recently acquired. The door was cracked so he could watch people come and go.
[OOC: Emma thread gets NWS.]