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Room 322, Monday Afternoon
Oct. 24th, 2016 01:37 pmAnders was, of course, doing something highly important in his room after class. Something with charts and graphs and all kinds of spectacular magic.
... or he was lying on his bed, idly singing at his cat and half-watching a cooking show. (Dante had sold him on Food Truck wars, and now the taco truck was in the finale. It was of course vital Anders found out who won.)
Probably the latter thing, really. He wasn't much for highly important magic these days.
[OOC: Cracked door, open post.]
... or he was lying on his bed, idly singing at his cat and half-watching a cooking show. (Dante had sold him on Food Truck wars, and now the taco truck was in the finale. It was of course vital Anders found out who won.)
Probably the latter thing, really. He wasn't much for highly important magic these days.
[OOC: Cracked door, open post.]
