Room 518 [Saturday Afternoon]
Gavin was mostly bored today. Though, to his credit, he didn't make insane attempts to jump off roofs in bubble wrap when he was bored.
No, he just stood on his bed and attempted to throw wads of paper in the trashcan while jumping on the bed. Sometimes he'd do flips, sometimes he'd try to end up on his back, sometimes on his front and other times on his side. Gavin counted this as exercise, dammit.
No, he wasn't twelve. He was just bored.
The door was barely open but he was making enough noise to let people know that he was home.
[Door is barely open, post is totally open]
No, he just stood on his bed and attempted to throw wads of paper in the trashcan while jumping on the bed. Sometimes he'd do flips, sometimes he'd try to end up on his back, sometimes on his front and other times on his side. Gavin counted this as exercise, dammit.
No, he wasn't twelve. He was just bored.
The door was barely open but he was making enough noise to let people know that he was home.
[Door is barely open, post is totally open]