2nd Floor Common Room, Monday Afternoon
Rhys had somehow lost the race to take control of his room from his 'roommate'. He'd fallen down, that's how he lost it. Teach him to try winning a race by running in a serpentine pattern. It didn't even make sense, Rhys! What had he been hoping to accomplish with that?
But that was fine. There'd been a couch in the common room that was more comfortable than how he'd slept in Sasha and Fiona's little RV.
But now he was on day two with the same ridiculous outfit and should probably... fix that. Somehow. Possibly by coming up with an elaborate plan to regain the room. Possibly through sheer dumb luck. For now he was... well, he was glaring at the class list that he was apparently supposed to take.
High school. Ugh.
[totally open!]
But that was fine. There'd been a couch in the common room that was more comfortable than how he'd slept in Sasha and Fiona's little RV.
But now he was on day two with the same ridiculous outfit and should probably... fix that. Somehow. Possibly by coming up with an elaborate plan to regain the room. Possibly through sheer dumb luck. For now he was... well, he was glaring at the class list that he was apparently supposed to take.
High school. Ugh.
[totally open!]