fourth floor common room | afternoon | monday | june 22
So, Hannibal had been having a rough few days lately. Things had improved, thankfully, and he was able to get himself back on track. After his one and only class (where he'd gotten a trophy!), he'd gone to the mainland and got that much talked about haircut. Nothing drastic, just a trim to keep it off his ears, neck and eyes (and to not give off the mountain man vibe what with the beard he hadn't shaved yet) but still noticeable. After that, he'd come back to the island and debated going back to bed. Eventually, he'd passed that up for something a little more social.
And that was how he came to be attempting to make some kind of grilled cheese sandwich concoction while listening to things go boom on the television. If he managed to not burn the common room down with his cooking, maybe he'd take a nap on the couch. Who knew? The afternoon was young, still.
[common rooms are open thiiiiiiiings.]
And that was how he came to be attempting to make some kind of grilled cheese sandwich concoction while listening to things go boom on the television. If he managed to not burn the common room down with his cooking, maybe he'd take a nap on the couch. Who knew? The afternoon was young, still.
[common rooms are open thiiiiiiiings.]