Ezra Sagishi (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
smilestopscars) wrote2015-08-31 08:42 pm
smilestopscars) wrote2015-08-31 08:42 pm
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Room 210, Monday After Classes
So far, Ezra's new term was off to a great start. The picnic had been very good to him. Very good. Stellar, even. It had been a great reminder of just how unbelievably attractive this island was, and why it was worth sticking around even though he had to frequently drive back up to Boston for all his Coterie business.
And while he wished he'd had the idea of making sure all his classes fell more towards the end of the week before it had been much too late to do anything about it, his first class of the term had been easy. So, things were good on that front too.
And now he'd earned the right to sprawl on his bed with a delightfully meaningless gossip magazine. With his door open because hey, maybe some of his delightful newbie picnic would revisit him. He would definitely not mind.
But, he was feeling far too lazy to go seek out people himself, of course. He'd done his part by opening the door and looking pretty. It was really someone else's turn to do something now.
[ooc: Oh so very open door/post!]
And while he wished he'd had the idea of making sure all his classes fell more towards the end of the week before it had been much too late to do anything about it, his first class of the term had been easy. So, things were good on that front too.
And now he'd earned the right to sprawl on his bed with a delightfully meaningless gossip magazine. With his door open because hey, maybe some of his delightful newbie picnic would revisit him. He would definitely not mind.
But, he was feeling far too lazy to go seek out people himself, of course. He'd done his part by opening the door and looking pretty. It was really someone else's turn to do something now.
[ooc: Oh so very open door/post!]