When Sky awoke on Sunday morning and had gone through his usual routine of wake-run-shower-dress, he came back to his room and turned his attention to the letter he'd handwavily received from S.P.D. on Friday, which he'd been too busy to focus on. He read it once, blinked hard, and read it again to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

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Sky felt exhausted after leaving the welcoming picnic, even though he hadn't really done much. Admittedly, he wasn't keen on the idea of having an overenthusiastic turtle for a roommate, but Mikey, with his happiness and exuberance, in a way reminded him of Bridge, so that was a little consolation. Some of his fears that he wouldn't fit in at ( Read more... )