Room 330 | Monday Afternoon
Being home, even briefly, had been good for Ronan. He hadn't even been that pissed to leave. He'd wanted to stay, even gotten into an argument with Gansey about it but Gansey had won in the end. Henrietta wasn't that far away and, if Ronan really got itchy, he'd just leave.
But, he was back now, sitting on his bed and flexing his arm. The bandages had come off a few days ago and all that was left was a nasty looking scar. That was fine, he had plenty of those. He'd probably add the latest nightmare to his tattoo at some point. There hadn't been a new addition in awhile.
"Kerah!" Chainsaw's call drew him out of his reverie and he looked over to see the raven sitting on his knee, looking at him speculatively.
"What?"
Chainsaw pecked at his jeans, pulling at the expensive material before letting go. Ronan shook his head and closed his eyes, momentarily relaxed.
That wouldn't last but he'd take it while it was there.
[Cracked door, open post]
But, he was back now, sitting on his bed and flexing his arm. The bandages had come off a few days ago and all that was left was a nasty looking scar. That was fine, he had plenty of those. He'd probably add the latest nightmare to his tattoo at some point. There hadn't been a new addition in awhile.
"Kerah!" Chainsaw's call drew him out of his reverie and he looked over to see the raven sitting on his knee, looking at him speculatively.
"What?"
Chainsaw pecked at his jeans, pulling at the expensive material before letting go. Ronan shook his head and closed his eyes, momentarily relaxed.
That wouldn't last but he'd take it while it was there.
[Cracked door, open post]