3rd Floor Hallway, Saturday Evening
The problem with living in a dorm was that you could run into your arch-nemesis the person you least wanted to see. Which called for carefully avoiding the person right across the hall if you were Tony Stark.
That, of course, meant he'd bump into Topher as soon as he stepped outside his door. It was the curse of narrative causality. Add an unseen gremlin to the mix and this could only end badly.
Fandom tradition was a cruel, cruel thing for them, it seemed.
[[Establishy and eeeeevil.]]
That, of course, meant he'd bump into Topher as soon as he stepped outside his door. It was the curse of narrative causality. Add an unseen gremlin to the mix and this could only end badly.
Fandom tradition was a cruel, cruel thing for them, it seemed.
[[Establishy and eeeeevil.]]