Room 330 | Sunday Evening
Ronan was still a girl. And this, of course, was the weekend that everyone wanted to call him. Gansey (three times), Declan (twice), Matthew (once), and Adam (twice). The only one who didn't call was Noah and Ronan chalked that up to him being dead.
Ronan had turned his phone off and thrown it into his closet after getting sick of the ringing and the vibration. Chainsaw was pissed at him, squawking and refusing to let him near. Ronan knew it was because he wasn't familiar but it still sucked. He knew that these things usually righted themselves after a weekend but it still sucked.
Hunched over his desk, headphones on and music blaring, Ronan picked at the bracelets on his wrist and let his eyes skim over a book of Latin Gansey had sent back to him a few months back. Cabeswater listened to Ronan, Ronan could understand it and Gansey, thinking himself hilarious, told Ronan to brush up so they'd be able to understand their magical forest forever.
Ronan didn't need to study but it gave him something to do while he continued to be the opposite gender.
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Ronan had turned his phone off and thrown it into his closet after getting sick of the ringing and the vibration. Chainsaw was pissed at him, squawking and refusing to let him near. Ronan knew it was because he wasn't familiar but it still sucked. He knew that these things usually righted themselves after a weekend but it still sucked.
Hunched over his desk, headphones on and music blaring, Ronan picked at the bracelets on his wrist and let his eyes skim over a book of Latin Gansey had sent back to him a few months back. Cabeswater listened to Ronan, Ronan could understand it and Gansey, thinking himself hilarious, told Ronan to brush up so they'd be able to understand their magical forest forever.
Ronan didn't need to study but it gave him something to do while he continued to be the opposite gender.
[Open door/post]