The Arms, Rm 410, Sunday afternoon
George Michael was packed, ready to go. Funny how he only had two suitcases. A pack rat he was not.
He was sitting on the couch, hands resting on his thighs, thinking of Mary and wondering how she would be after he's gone. He thought good. She was strong and she loved him; she would be fine.
He thought briefly of Joanna and his first sexual encounter here. Probably not good to think too long about that. The money was nice. Had he really been a bitch 'ho?
Um...
George Michael thought of Gabriel, the church guy, of Mike, of Sky and that weird guy Mr. Tennant. He's sure met a lot of people here and as strange as it seemed, he would miss being here. He might even miss Eddie a little.
Ah, well. It was time to go and he was dreading having to tell Mary bye.
[OOC: And that's it for George Michael! It's been great getting to play him here and I thank everyone for allowing me to be crazy with him. The post is open for Mary!mun - if anyone wants to mod saying goodbye, go for it. Most likely extreme SP from me this afternoon.]
He was sitting on the couch, hands resting on his thighs, thinking of Mary and wondering how she would be after he's gone. He thought good. She was strong and she loved him; she would be fine.
He thought briefly of Joanna and his first sexual encounter here. Probably not good to think too long about that. The money was nice. Had he really been a bitch 'ho?
Um...
George Michael thought of Gabriel, the church guy, of Mike, of Sky and that weird guy Mr. Tennant. He's sure met a lot of people here and as strange as it seemed, he would miss being here. He might even miss Eddie a little.
Ah, well. It was time to go and he was dreading having to tell Mary bye.
[OOC: And that's it for George Michael! It's been great getting to play him here and I thank everyone for allowing me to be crazy with him. The post is open for Mary!mun - if anyone wants to mod saying goodbye, go for it. Most likely extreme SP from me this afternoon.]