There are three good things about Milliways.

First is his boyfriend.

Second is the lomin ale.

Third is the flight sims.

Seeing as Gavin has already spent all morning on the third good thing and can't find the first right now, he is currently sitting at a booth with the second.

People watching isn't that bad.

Atton comes downstairs, dressed for travelling, and stops off briefly to leave several notes with the bar.

( Note for Guppy. )

Atton's been hitting stuff, and now he's taking up space to annoy people. Both are good pastimes.

Thus, he's sprawled out across the length of the sofa, hands behind his head, with his sword, jacket, shirt and boots on the floor next to him. He's looking rather thoughtful.

After all, there are Important Things to be thinking about.

[ OOM: Atton accepts a mission, and then crashes a few days later.]

Atton looks distinctly unhappy as he walks in, soaking wet, with a cut on his forehead. He pauses, for a moment, to shake himself off, before going to slump down at a booth and brood at passersby.

[ OOM: A snippet from a holiday.]

Atton has notes all written.

( Guppy. )

Atton is packing. He's not leaving just yet, but he's getting the few things he wants to take with him packed.

He's still walking a little awkwardly, but his bruises have faded some more, even if they remain very noticeable, and while he doesn't look cheerful as such, he seems content enough.

Botherable.

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In a cosy corner near the fire the circle of chairs is set out.

As well as the usual selection of snacks, there is hot chocolate, tea and coffee. And chocolate croissants.

And of course a Guppy, and a Miniver. Though the former's only had three hours sleep in as many days, so he might be a little slow on the uptake.

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