[ wander into this lounge and you'll encounter what looks like a somewhat clean-looking hobo, reclining in a chair, with a book in his lap. He looks utterly engrossed in it, his brow furrowed. He looks to be reading aloud, quietly, to himself... ]
See...Spot.
See Spot...run.
Run, Spot...run...
[ sighs, shaking his head. ] Spot, that little rascal...
[ ooc; and if I've accidentally dropped any threads with you, that you wanted to continue, go
here. Inbox got a bit crazier than usual, so many apologies~ ]