Xavier Institute for Higher Learning, Sunday Evening
So... moving day. Sort of. Bobby hadn't actually finished packing up his stuff in Fandom yet, since he still had, like, people to say goodbye to and all that, but Sookie's stuff was all ready to go, and moving in together meant he totally had a legitimate reason to claim one of the bigger rooms in the mansion (not that any of them were small, but. You know).
So today had been spent portaling over Sookie's stuff and then hauling Bobby's up a flight of stairs.
"Ugh," he declared, flopping dramatically on the bed. "I am done."
Bobby. Most of the room was still in boxes.
[ooc: for that girl and nfb for distance!]
So today had been spent portaling over Sookie's stuff and then hauling Bobby's up a flight of stairs.
"Ugh," he declared, flopping dramatically on the bed. "I am done."
Bobby. Most of the room was still in boxes.
[ooc: for that girl and nfb for distance!]