Despite there not being a baking workshop any longer, Alphonse had a pie. Not just any pie-- an apple pie. Having a roomie who baked you this sort of stuff even handwavily!-- even if it was out of a bribe, he still got it!-- was many levels of awsome. So, there were baked goods in 303 once again ( Read more... )

Alphonse was doing what he normally did when he spent time in his room rather than socializing; both making sure that the two animals of the room were behaving, and reading ( Read more... )

Alphonse was sprawled out on the bed of his alcove, along with an open notebook that lie in front of him. He was chewing at the eraser end of his pencil, figuring out how to finish off the rest of his ( letter. )

It was cabin move-in time. Yay!

By random Alphonse chose a room and dumped his luggage on the floor (which wasn't a whole lot to begin with). And, of course, Cuddles came along for the ride, so right about then he was trying to claim the bed for himself.

Alphonse just wondered how the cabin-life will end up.

[ ooc: Come, invade, poke the kitty ( Read more... )