Fourth Floor Common Room | Afternoon | Thursday | May 26
Nathan hadn't really gotten a chance to get out and enjoy himself since getting back. He'd climbed out of the grave, gotten his ass beat by three girls and gone to classes. He was hoping to fix that tonight since he didn't have any classes for the rest of the week and he was feeling exceptionally lazy. There was the thought of going out to drink but it was still pouring down fucking rain and Nathan didn't feel like going the drowned Irishman way.
Instead, he'd ordered in. He'd gotten himself an entire pizza because he felt like he couldn't really eat enough since coming back from the dead. He didn't want to starve to death or anything like that.
Once said pizza had arrived, Nathan had taken it down to the common room (aww, first visit since coming back from the dead) and flopped down on the couch. He propped his feet up and turned on the telly, finding the first entertaining thing he could. If that happened to be a cartoon about a yellow sponge, so what? Nathan was kind of fucking fascinated by the things Americans considered good television.
[Open CR!]
Instead, he'd ordered in. He'd gotten himself an entire pizza because he felt like he couldn't really eat enough since coming back from the dead. He didn't want to starve to death or anything like that.
Once said pizza had arrived, Nathan had taken it down to the common room (aww, first visit since coming back from the dead) and flopped down on the couch. He propped his feet up and turned on the telly, finding the first entertaining thing he could. If that happened to be a cartoon about a yellow sponge, so what? Nathan was kind of fucking fascinated by the things Americans considered good television.
[Open CR!]