Second Floor Common Room, Friday Afternoon
Unlike some other people in town, Atton would lie his face off if he'd been asked whether he was running away - but then he had been running away for a whole lot longer than the past two weeks, so whatever. He was back now, that was the point, even if he was tired - tired enough that he didn't even bother making it to his room.
Instead he collapsed on the first common room sofa he spotted and passed out almost immediately.
Half an hour later, that was still where he was, snoring softly with only his coat, shirt and leather pants to keep him somewhere in the vicinity of 'cosy and warm'.
Murr.
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Instead he collapsed on the first common room sofa he spotted and passed out almost immediately.
Half an hour later, that was still where he was, snoring softly with only his coat, shirt and leather pants to keep him somewhere in the vicinity of 'cosy and warm'.
Murr.
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