Room 401, Thursday Evening
Jul. 11th, 2013 05:30 pmThe trouble with being an archer with a training schedule as rigorous as Alec's was that he had to make a lot of runs to the sporting goods store for arrows, because inevitably some got lost in the preserve. It was annoying, especially in this weather, but it was hardly worth altering his schedule over, so tonight Alec got back to his room in the early evening with soaking wet hair but a bag of newly-acquired arrows in hand.
He thought he could smell pancakes coming from somewhere and considered investigating, but honestly, he vastly preferred the idea of sitting down at his desk for a little while and texting his sister. So. That was what he did.
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He thought he could smell pancakes coming from somewhere and considered investigating, but honestly, he vastly preferred the idea of sitting down at his desk for a little while and texting his sister. So. That was what he did.
[[door open, post open!]]