Blair walked into the room and dumped his backpack on the floor. He felt like he had been awake for days and flying for a large majority of those days. Looking at the clock, Blair groaned and lay on his bed. Maybe he could just sleep for twenty minutes.

Or an hour.

[ooc: door is closed but post is open!]

Blair finished meditating and frowned. Besides one really fun encounter with wee Wilson and Aziraphale over the weekend, he had not done anything. He hadn't even given River a Valentine's present or taken her to the dance ( Read more... )

Blair made his way back to his room and avoided looking at the empty place on his shelf. If there was a way to get his fish back from River, he hadn't figured it out yet.

Plus there was that whole pesky 'universe kicking his butt towards boykissy' problem. Blair took a seat on the floor and tried to settle into meditation.

[ooc: For River.]

Blair shut the dorm room door and started changing into his pajamas, thinking about his day.

( Being The Man linkdrop )

Blair leaned against the edge of the roof and looked around. He had come up here to meditate, but he kept getting distracted by the littlest things ( Read more... )

Blair was totally prepared for the breakup ritual that he was going to be doing with Nadia.

Notebook? Check.

Pens? Check.

Tape recorder? Check.

Munchies? Check.

[ooc: For Nadia mostly...but it's an open roof.]

Blair is working on his homework for anthropology. He is not thinking of his trip to the sewers with Molly. Nor is he thinking about the fact that she dumped him.

He is really not thinking about the rest of the Operation: HappyMolly presents that he has stashed under his bed.

Yup, just concentrating on his homework. That's all.

[way, way, open ( Read more... )