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smilestopscars) wrote2015-10-20 11:54 am
smilestopscars) wrote2015-10-20 11:54 am
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Room 210, Tuesday Morning
Ezra'd been gone for a couple of days.
Some Coterie stuff to deal with right after the break. And some quality time with Lock and Ava –– separately, because apparently they'd cycled back to being very weird around each other right now. Sigh, it was such a hassle. Why couldn't they think oftheir kid Ezra? So inconsiderate. He didn't want two Christmases.
Anyway. He was back now, unpacking his bag, its contents currently strewn all over his bed. And, well. It would've probably been easy to tell what he was unpacking was not entirely what he'd left with. The battered paperback copy of A Tale of Two Cities was perhaps his, sure. All the clothes, too, of course.
But no one needed six wallets.
[ooc: Open door, open post. ETA: NSFWness in the Dante thread!]
Some Coterie stuff to deal with right after the break. And some quality time with Lock and Ava –– separately, because apparently they'd cycled back to being very weird around each other right now. Sigh, it was such a hassle. Why couldn't they think of
Anyway. He was back now, unpacking his bag, its contents currently strewn all over his bed. And, well. It would've probably been easy to tell what he was unpacking was not entirely what he'd left with. The battered paperback copy of A Tale of Two Cities was perhaps his, sure. All the clothes, too, of course.
But no one needed six wallets.
[ooc: Open door, open post. ETA: NSFWness in the Dante thread!]
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"I could use a shower anyway," he mused.
Cleaning blood off in a crappy gas station bathroom was not exactly the same.