513 Room of British, late Sunday Afternoon
No more classes!
Jeff was grinning from ear to ear while he compared horibbly patterned shirts, searching for the one with the least sign of dog damage. Classes were over! He could sign up for them himself, now, without having mother's opinions decide what he would--
The phone rang.
He dropped his shirts in shock, then scrambled towards the other side of the room.
"She still knows exactly where I am!" he shouted, gesturing at it. "And what I'm thinking! She's finally developed psychic powers! I always knew that would happen!"
After a while, the phone stopped ringing. Jeff sagged. Crisis averted.
[ Open! Jeff's going to be avoiding his phone for the next week again. ]
Jeff was grinning from ear to ear while he compared horibbly patterned shirts, searching for the one with the least sign of dog damage. Classes were over! He could sign up for them himself, now, without having mother's opinions decide what he would--
The phone rang.
He dropped his shirts in shock, then scrambled towards the other side of the room.
"She still knows exactly where I am!" he shouted, gesturing at it. "And what I'm thinking! She's finally developed psychic powers! I always knew that would happen!"
After a while, the phone stopped ringing. Jeff sagged. Crisis averted.
[ Open! Jeff's going to be avoiding his phone for the next week again. ]