Room 403 [Tuesday Afternoon]
With the welcome picnic, a common room experience and one class under his belt, Hannibal was feeling pretty comfortable with the new school. He wouldn't go so far to call himself an expert but he was getting there.
It would only be a matter of time.
Today was an off day, a day to do anything. Of course, he wasn't doing anything at the current moment unless lazing around counted as something (in Hannibal's book, it did).
Maybe he'd go find his pajama buddy later. Or maybe he'd wait for people to come to him. Or maybe he'd go get breakfast.
Or maybe he'd stay right where he was. He had time.
[Door open, post open. I have been singing Wind Beneath My Wings since yesterday.]
It would only be a matter of time.
Today was an off day, a day to do anything. Of course, he wasn't doing anything at the current moment unless lazing around counted as something (in Hannibal's book, it did).
Maybe he'd go find his pajama buddy later. Or maybe he'd wait for people to come to him. Or maybe he'd go get breakfast.
Or maybe he'd stay right where he was. He had time.
[Door open, post open. I have been singing Wind Beneath My Wings since yesterday.]