Room 308, Friday Morning
Dec. 11th, 2009 08:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bitten_notshyJack was up half the night Thursday scrubbing pink dye out of his hair. After the fifth go at it with shampoo and a quick self-administered trim to a few scraggly bits that had absorbed more than their fair share of the dye, it was all but back to normal, with just a few blush-tinted strands around his ears.
This was, in his eyes, an essential first step.
After a call to Tony and a nap, he woke up and started to pack. Rationally, he knew he was not the first person to have something odd and embarrassing happen to him -- a love spell, or whatever it had been. He wasn't even the first person to waste time chasing after a straight guy. (And bless Mitchell and Kate for trying to talk sense into him, for all the good it had done.) But he still needed the brief escape of a respite with Sebastien to get him centered in his own head.
He packed quickly and neatly, door cracked open as usual so he could watch the motion in the hallway.
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This was, in his eyes, an essential first step.
After a call to Tony and a nap, he woke up and started to pack. Rationally, he knew he was not the first person to have something odd and embarrassing happen to him -- a love spell, or whatever it had been. He wasn't even the first person to waste time chasing after a straight guy. (And bless Mitchell and Kate for trying to talk sense into him, for all the good it had done.) But he still needed the brief escape of a respite with Sebastien to get him centered in his own head.
He packed quickly and neatly, door cracked open as usual so he could watch the motion in the hallway.
[OOC: Open if you need a Jack!]
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Date: 2009-12-12 02:54 am (UTC)"I suppose all you can do is talk to him and see what he says."
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Date: 2009-12-12 02:58 am (UTC)