Room 527, Wednesday Afternoon
With only a couple weeks left in Fandom, John was spending the afternoon packing. All the comics and movies he'd acquired in the last two years were neatly organized into a box, minus a few he was hoping to make Jaina watch at some point (he still felt it his duty to educate her on Earth's culture).
The task of packing wasn't even sad given the number of times he'd already stopped to re-read something he'd forgotten he even owned.
In fact, the task had mostly come to a halt when John stumbled across his copy of the original, effect-free Space Battles. Now it was playing and John was sitting on the floor next to the box, contemplating pausing for popcorn.
He wished Andrew was still around for this stuff.
[Door open as always, I'm AFK till 5ish around!]
The task of packing wasn't even sad given the number of times he'd already stopped to re-read something he'd forgotten he even owned.
In fact, the task had mostly come to a halt when John stumbled across his copy of the original, effect-free Space Battles. Now it was playing and John was sitting on the floor next to the box, contemplating pausing for popcorn.
He wished Andrew was still around for this stuff.
[Door open as always, I'm AFK till 5ish around!]