Fourth floor common room, Monday afternoon
Squall sat on the couch in the common room. Not HIS common room -- that was one floor up. This was Rinoa's common room, and every so often he leaned so he could see her door down the hallway.
It wasn't stalking, really.
He also had the television on, and was flipping through the channels grumpily. Everything sucked. Of course it did -- television was just a crutch for the feeble-minded to fall back on because they couldn't think of anything better to do -- but he was BORED and there was nothing good on.
Glaring at the television didn't seem to help.
[Open common room is open!]
It wasn't stalking, really.
He also had the television on, and was flipping through the channels grumpily. Everything sucked. Of course it did -- television was just a crutch for the feeble-minded to fall back on because they couldn't think of anything better to do -- but he was BORED and there was nothing good on.
Glaring at the television didn't seem to help.
[Open common room is open!]