Wilson was in his office, working on something on his laptop. He looked fairly engrossed in his work, or perhaps he just looked like he wanted to be fairly engrossed in his work. It was hard to tell.

Wilson's office hours were a bit later than usual today and he didn't bother sitting behind his desk.

Instead, he was sprawled out on his couch, a cup of tea in his hand and a far away look in his eyes.

Wilson was in his office, at his desk even working on his next journal article. His desk was piled high with large medical type books and he was fairly well engrossed in his subject but the door stood open and the welcoming smell of coffee wafted about the room.

It was a universal rule that pumpkin spice lattes made everything better and if nothing was amiss, they made everything especially better.

Settling into his office with said latte and a pile of notes, Wilson opened his laptop and got down to working on a journal article.

After swinging by the Lounge and signing up to help chaperone at the dance, Wilson headed on down to his office, doughnut caught firmly in between his teeth ( Read more... )

Wilson was in a good mood as he came up from town for his office hours ( Read more... )

Wilson was humming quite contentedly to himself as he made his way into his office that morning. It probably had a lot to do with the latte in his hand and the shirt that was a few sizes too large hanging from his slender frame ( Read more... )

Whistling as he headed into his office, Wilson first off set a pot of coffee to brewing and then went over to his desk ( Read more... )

Wilson was carrying a box of stuff as he headed into his office and began to set up the space for another school year. Aziraphale had already helped him set up the furniture which included his desk, desk chair a comfortable couch and a couple comfortable sitting chairs as well as a small sideboard. A high end coffee maker sat on the sideboard and ( Read more... )

After finding Aziraphale in his unhappy state, Wilson and the angel had finished cleaning out Phale's office and then come up to clean out Wilson's office as well.

Closing the door, Wilson tacked a note up on it for any of his students who might come by looking for him.

To my Conflict Management class ( Read more... )