[Thread] Classes?
Characters: Cecil, open
Where: On a bench outside the collage
When: Around lunch
Summary: Cecil's working on something...
Cecil... well he wasn't used to picking 'classes' among all the other things he had come to find in this odd place. Like Pens and Pencils, then there were these classes he had to take. He had a small notebook of information that he was going through. Still, it was rather odd and confusing. He gripped the clicking end of the pen he was holding as he flipped back several pages. Occasional soft thoughtful sounds escaping him as he wrote and read.
At least he had found a place to buy new clothes, always a plus. After all if he was going to have to stay there he might as well look like the rest. So he sat there in blue jeans, a white cotton t-shirt with a unbuttoned shirt over that.
Where: On a bench outside the collage
When: Around lunch
Summary: Cecil's working on something...
Cecil... well he wasn't used to picking 'classes' among all the other things he had come to find in this odd place. Like Pens and Pencils, then there were these classes he had to take. He had a small notebook of information that he was going through. Still, it was rather odd and confusing. He gripped the clicking end of the pen he was holding as he flipped back several pages. Occasional soft thoughtful sounds escaping him as he wrote and read.
At least he had found a place to buy new clothes, always a plus. After all if he was going to have to stay there he might as well look like the rest. So he sat there in blue jeans, a white cotton t-shirt with a unbuttoned shirt over that.