Room 323, Monday Afternoon
Peter had given a few brief handwavey calls to let people know he was about to head out of town for the holiday. Right now, he was just packing up the few changes of clothing he'd need for trip. Again.
While he'd just been home for Thanksgiving, it was hardly like he could just not go back to Boston for Christmas.
The door to the room was open, and the strains of the Ringo Starr's Christmas album echoed out into the hall from Peter's stereo as he packed.
[ooc: Open door, open post! He'll be back next week. Also, irony = making an effort to be more active while sending a character away for a week.]
While he'd just been home for Thanksgiving, it was hardly like he could just not go back to Boston for Christmas.
The door to the room was open, and the strains of the Ringo Starr's Christmas album echoed out into the hall from Peter's stereo as he packed.
[ooc: Open door, open post! He'll be back next week. Also, irony = making an effort to be more active while sending a character away for a week.]