Whats that Smell?--Room 516, Thursday Morning
Despite leaving the window open all night, room 516 still stank of burnt hair and skunk droppings with a light hint of pine needles.
Shiro had spent the night half in and half out of the open window. He had just fallen asleep in this unlikely position when the clouds opened up and started raining.
Being a cat and all...Shiro would rather suffocate then get wet. Reluctantly he pulled himself back into the room.
Next time Weezing came out for a visit, Shiro was going to be far, far away.
((OOC: Open to anyone passing by and curious about the smell permeating from Room 516))
Shiro had spent the night half in and half out of the open window. He had just fallen asleep in this unlikely position when the clouds opened up and started raining.
Being a cat and all...Shiro would rather suffocate then get wet. Reluctantly he pulled himself back into the room.
Next time Weezing came out for a visit, Shiro was going to be far, far away.
((OOC: Open to anyone passing by and curious about the smell permeating from Room 516))