Room 313, Monday afternoon
Peter walked into 313 carrying his duffle bag and wearing a hat and sunglasses. If anyone saw him on his way, they'd notice something... kind of blue sticking out from his hat. Well, really blue. And not "something" so much as "his hair."
He didn't want to explain it, but he was sure he'd have to. He'd have to see if Isabel was around after he dropped his stuff off here.
[OOC: Locked to the roomie. The full story of Peter's weekend in Flange can be found between Peter's conversations with Greg here and Isabel in her room. Weekend plotted out with the lovely and wonderful swerval_zero.]
He didn't want to explain it, but he was sure he'd have to. He'd have to see if Isabel was around after he dropped his stuff off here.
[OOC: Locked to the roomie. The full story of Peter's weekend in Flange can be found between Peter's conversations with Greg here and Isabel in her room. Weekend plotted out with the lovely and wonderful swerval_zero.]