First Floor Lobby: Sunday afternoon
Finals started tomorrow, so Jack was - surprisingly enough - studying.
He was doing it in a very Jack way, though. He'd claimed the biggest couch in the first floor lobby as his own and was currently sprawled across it, shirtless, sucking on a lollipop while he flipped through a textbook.
Propped up at each end of the couch was a sign which read--
"Worried about Finals?
Lick a Seahorse for Luck!
The table next to him held several empty coffee cups, with books and notes piled haphazardly next to them, and sitting underneath it - where it wouldn't be immediately apparent to anyone walking past - was a large box, filled with lollipops that he would happily share.
[ooc: Open to all! Grab the chance to lick a Seahorse!]
He was doing it in a very Jack way, though. He'd claimed the biggest couch in the first floor lobby as his own and was currently sprawled across it, shirtless, sucking on a lollipop while he flipped through a textbook.
Propped up at each end of the couch was a sign which read--
"Worried about Finals?
Lick a Seahorse for Luck!
The table next to him held several empty coffee cups, with books and notes piled haphazardly next to them, and sitting underneath it - where it wouldn't be immediately apparent to anyone walking past - was a large box, filled with lollipops that he would happily share.
[ooc: Open to all! Grab the chance to lick a Seahorse!]