Room 507, Thursday Evening

[hotceltogoth]

Ronan was simply lazing around his room; he felt like he should properly be doing something productive, but instead he was simply reading a book. For pleasure. Mmm, books.

The door was propped open a little, in case anyone wanted to stop by.

[Expecting one, but feel free to stop by as long as it's set before Seregil's visit!]

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[therhimineecat]

Seregil ducked his head in through the slightly open door. "You decent?"

[hotceltogoth]

"I dunno," Ronan retorted, turning to the already familiar voice, a smile on his face. "You tell me."

[therhimineecat]

"Oh, I'd have to say that you are very very indecent," Seregil said as he came in carrying two cups from the Perk.

[hotceltogoth]

"Well, you're rather indecent yourself," Ronan retorted, chuckling. "I do hope one of those is for me?"