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Room 308, Wednesday Evening
Dec. 9th, 2009 10:16 pmJack was done wasting mental energy on his exploits as a priest the weekend before; he'd made the apologies he had to make, but none of it seemed to count, anyhow. If he thought about it too hard he'd want to scream.
Better to concentrate on things he could change -- things that might help endear him to his new love Priestly. Which was why he came back from town on Wednesday with a bag containing bright pink hair dye, rubber gloves, and a few logo t-shirts of the style he knew Priestly favored. Dinah had suggested he might want to change up his look a bit, and he could bloody well change up his look if it meant earning Priestly's attention.
He was a bit dreamy as he applied the dye and waited for it to set. He wasn't normally a romantic, but mental visions of Priestly had that effect on him.
[OOC: Door knockable, though I may be slow!]
Better to concentrate on things he could change -- things that might help endear him to his new love Priestly. Which was why he came back from town on Wednesday with a bag containing bright pink hair dye, rubber gloves, and a few logo t-shirts of the style he knew Priestly favored. Dinah had suggested he might want to change up his look a bit, and he could bloody well change up his look if it meant earning Priestly's attention.
He was a bit dreamy as he applied the dye and waited for it to set. He wasn't normally a romantic, but mental visions of Priestly had that effect on him.
[OOC: Door knockable, though I may be slow!]
