Over the last couple years, John had turned his room into the sort of place people could stay in forever so long as food was brought in regularly. Or, you know, people weren't thinking about food ( Read more... )

The kitten had meowed and complained all afternoon until John had picked her up and set her in front of Bubbles 3, giving her something to do. Her tail had twitched as she crouched low, waiting to strike ( Read more... )

John didn't think class had been so bad. For once he thought he understood the material and had managed to stay awake while playing Destiny Twister and doling out destinies to the TAs. Maybe the professor would give him extra credit for that ( Read more... )

It had been a good night. And then a good morning.

Most thoughts of disturbing voicemail aside, John was feeling pretty happy when he finally started getting dressed.

"Tell me why we have to get out of bed, again?"

[for whatshername, yo.]