Room 330 | Sunday Afternoon
Whatever had been going on with the island seemed to be over. That stupid freaking crown was gone and Ronan could finally think about things that weren't Glendower, things that weren't finding and getting that favor. It'd been stupid to hope. Stupid. Hope was for people that weren't him. Hope was for Gansey and Blue and maybe even Noah.
Not him. Not Adam.
Ronan shook his head at that and slammed a fist down onto his desk. He wasn't thinking about that. He wasn't thinking about anything but the right now, the present. He really needed to get off this island, find a race or a fight or the bottom of a bottle. Something. Anything.
What he didn't need was -- freaking seriously -- a teddy bear waddling through his door. Ronan was surprised enough to just tilt his head and squint. Chainsaw squawked loudly and the teddy bear toddled in without an invitation.
"What -- " The teddy bear's fluffy arms were already around Ronan's leg and they were squeezing. Ronan looked at Chainsaw like she could figure this out. Chainsaw just flapped her wings at him.
And just like that, the teddy's bear hug was over and it was toddling out the door, leaving Ronan standing there, staring.
"I'm not drunk enough for this," he muttered, shaking his head.
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Not him. Not Adam.
Ronan shook his head at that and slammed a fist down onto his desk. He wasn't thinking about that. He wasn't thinking about anything but the right now, the present. He really needed to get off this island, find a race or a fight or the bottom of a bottle. Something. Anything.
What he didn't need was -- freaking seriously -- a teddy bear waddling through his door. Ronan was surprised enough to just tilt his head and squint. Chainsaw squawked loudly and the teddy bear toddled in without an invitation.
"What -- " The teddy bear's fluffy arms were already around Ronan's leg and they were squeezing. Ronan looked at Chainsaw like she could figure this out. Chainsaw just flapped her wings at him.
And just like that, the teddy's bear hug was over and it was toddling out the door, leaving Ronan standing there, staring.
"I'm not drunk enough for this," he muttered, shaking his head.
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