Room 315, Wednesday Evening
Lee hadn't ventured outside today and thus missed the sense of foreboding that had been going around. Lucky him. Instead, he was having a night in, paging through a few catalogs in the vain hope that would get his mind off other matters. It worked...somewhat. His mind, seemingly energetic and annoying, decided to send his thoughts scattering in all directions tonight.
It was giving him a headache.
"Stop looking at me," he said to Pride. Pride was sleeping. Lee grumbled and went back to paging through catalogs.
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It was giving him a headache.
"Stop looking at me," he said to Pride. Pride was sleeping. Lee grumbled and went back to paging through catalogs.
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