Ursa Major Cabin, Alcove C2 [Thursday Evening]
Thursdays without library duty were still weird, and so Bridge had spent most of the day trying to keep himself busy with a current project or two. Including a toaster for Mr. Stark, since he had promised and all.
On top of the feeling of unsettledness due to a lack of work, there was something else nagging at him about this day in *particular*. Something important had happened, or would happen, today, he remembered. He just couldn't remember *what*. Which makes sense since the first time he'd lived through this particular date, he'd been three. And a half.
Which is why he's now sprawled on his bed, laptop open and looking through today's news stories.
Oh. Yeah. That.
And now he's grinning kind of a lot.
[ooc: oooopen.]
On top of the feeling of unsettledness due to a lack of work, there was something else nagging at him about this day in *particular*. Something important had happened, or would happen, today, he remembered. He just couldn't remember *what*. Which makes sense since the first time he'd lived through this particular date, he'd been three. And a half.
Which is why he's now sprawled on his bed, laptop open and looking through today's news stories.
Oh. Yeah. That.
And now he's grinning kind of a lot.
[ooc: oooopen.]