Room 316, afternoon
Despite there still being a huge water fight outside, Hamlet decided to stay up in his room and watch it from the window. He'd been thinking more than usually lately, and with the first summer term and his TA-ship coming to and end, he'd grudgingly come to a decision.
It was probably time to go home.
Oh, it certainly wouldn't happen right away, since there was still packing up all his belonging, and purchasing tickets, and talking to his Mother yet to do (and apparently she hadn't received that mushy phone call he'd sent, which made him wonder who did), but he'd run out of excuses to avoid going home to Denmark.
Still, for now, he was happy enough to watch the usual Fandom insanity go on from his window.
[OOC: Door and post open.]
It was probably time to go home.
Oh, it certainly wouldn't happen right away, since there was still packing up all his belonging, and purchasing tickets, and talking to his Mother yet to do (and apparently she hadn't received that mushy phone call he'd sent, which made him wonder who did), but he'd run out of excuses to avoid going home to Denmark.
Still, for now, he was happy enough to watch the usual Fandom insanity go on from his window.
[OOC: Door and post open.]