Room 407, Early Monday Afternoon
Mikey was in the dorms. The dorms were shiny. They had indoor plumbing and hallways and actual doors and windows and all kinds of things that one didn't have in a sewer.
Naturally, Mikey was thrilled.
"DUDE! It's a DOORKNOB! Dude, it's beautiful and it is mine and I love it so much and now I'm gonna go into my room!"
He wasn't trying to butter it up, of course. He hadn't been paying attention to the announcement earlier. He was just that excited to have a room in a building that was not a cabin or a sewer.
"And it's a room!"
He stepped inside, looked at the mess, and blinked.
"And it's already set up post-apocalypse style in preparation of my arrival!"
This was Mikey clearing a place on the floor with one foot, setting down his skateboard and his giant foamy turtle head, shutting the door, and attempting to find his bed.
(Open- mostly for slowplay, as I'm headed for work in an hour and a half.)
Naturally, Mikey was thrilled.
"DUDE! It's a DOORKNOB! Dude, it's beautiful and it is mine and I love it so much and now I'm gonna go into my room!"
He wasn't trying to butter it up, of course. He hadn't been paying attention to the announcement earlier. He was just that excited to have a room in a building that was not a cabin or a sewer.
"And it's a room!"
He stepped inside, looked at the mess, and blinked.
"And it's already set up post-apocalypse style in preparation of my arrival!"
This was Mikey clearing a place on the floor with one foot, setting down his skateboard and his giant foamy turtle head, shutting the door, and attempting to find his bed.
(Open- mostly for slowplay, as I'm headed for work in an hour and a half.)