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Room 210, Tuesday Afternoon
Jan. 12th, 2016 01:38 pmEzra was having a lazy day.
No, it didn't particularly differ from a regular day in his life. And he thought that was an absolutely beautiful thing. He was done with his responsibilities for the day, and was just doing whatever, now.
Right at this moment that 'whatever' was grooving along to a song playing on the radio while he put away some things he had dumped all over his desk previously. Some of the things were actually his this time! And not things he'd found in other people's pockets, either.
[ooc: Open door, open post, the usual.]
No, it didn't particularly differ from a regular day in his life. And he thought that was an absolutely beautiful thing. He was done with his responsibilities for the day, and was just doing whatever, now.
Right at this moment that 'whatever' was grooving along to a song playing on the radio while he put away some things he had dumped all over his desk previously. Some of the things were actually his this time! And not things he'd found in other people's pockets, either.
[ooc: Open door, open post, the usual.]
