Room 206, Monday Evening
There was juggling to be had in room 206, as could be clearly witnessed from the hallway.
Why was there juggling to be had? Because Valentine was a juggler, of course. And everyone knew that a decent juggler spent his time juggling. It was simply the way of things.
The fact that he was grinning his idiot head off while he was doing so was entirely negligible.
[Open, like the door!]
Why was there juggling to be had? Because Valentine was a juggler, of course. And everyone knew that a decent juggler spent his time juggling. It was simply the way of things.
The fact that he was grinning his idiot head off while he was doing so was entirely negligible.
[Open, like the door!]