Room 215, Saturday Morning
Sep. 7th, 2014 03:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gavegoodfaceThe boy had managed to sleep through his roommate's hasty exit, which meant he awoke to an empty and unfamiliar room.
As he yawned, he rubbed his face, only to for his fingers to catch on something raised and puckered. Frowning, he looked around for a reflective surface.
The sound he made when he found one echoed through the room and down the hall.
Whoever he was, he had a set of lungs on him.
[ooc: open door, open post (with sp caveats due to timezones)]
As he yawned, he rubbed his face, only to for his fingers to catch on something raised and puckered. Frowning, he looked around for a reflective surface.
The sound he made when he found one echoed through the room and down the hall.
Whoever he was, he had a set of lungs on him.
[ooc: open door, open post (with sp caveats due to timezones)]
