09/01/1934
WHO: Errybody, get in here no girls allowed
WHERE: Boy's dorm / Room 408
WHEN: Morning of September 1st
WHY: Move-in day shenanigans
Amidst the crowded, buzzing hallways of Adessi on move-in morning, one lucky student had found their way to their room with little trouble. Shuffling the contents of his arms into the crook of one elbow, the young man extended a free hand to knock on the door marked 408, grinning and humming cheerfully all the while. When there was no response, he wasted no time in letting himself in, and the strange little tune cut off abruptly with a soft questioning noise.
The room wasn't exactly bare, but Charlie made himself at home anyway. He set down his suitcase against a wall and tossed his hat onto one of the uncovered beds, as if to claim it, before stretching his arms behind his head and extending his body like a cat. However lightly he'd tried to pack, lugging his things into the dorms and up four flights of stairs had been more than enough work for the morning in his opinion, and he was eager to properly explore the school unfettered.
But first, he peered curiously around his new digs, leaving the clearly lived-in area well alone. Not too shabby. So, there'd be a third person coming? Charlie wondered, for a brief moment, what kind of people his room mates were. He wondered what his life at this school would be like and how the girls were getting on back home. Charlie stood still for the first time all morning, just long enough for the quiet to cocoon him from the muffled chatter downstairs. Then the moment passed, and he decided that he was bored. Turning on his heel and continuing his humming more or less where he'd left off, he strolled right back out the door, intent on rejoining the swarm of students milling around in the lobby. There was some event being held down there, and Charlie didn't want to miss it.
WHERE: Boy's dorm / Room 408
WHEN: Morning of September 1st
WHY: Move-in day shenanigans
Amidst the crowded, buzzing hallways of Adessi on move-in morning, one lucky student had found their way to their room with little trouble. Shuffling the contents of his arms into the crook of one elbow, the young man extended a free hand to knock on the door marked 408, grinning and humming cheerfully all the while. When there was no response, he wasted no time in letting himself in, and the strange little tune cut off abruptly with a soft questioning noise.
The room wasn't exactly bare, but Charlie made himself at home anyway. He set down his suitcase against a wall and tossed his hat onto one of the uncovered beds, as if to claim it, before stretching his arms behind his head and extending his body like a cat. However lightly he'd tried to pack, lugging his things into the dorms and up four flights of stairs had been more than enough work for the morning in his opinion, and he was eager to properly explore the school unfettered.
But first, he peered curiously around his new digs, leaving the clearly lived-in area well alone. Not too shabby. So, there'd be a third person coming? Charlie wondered, for a brief moment, what kind of people his room mates were. He wondered what his life at this school would be like and how the girls were getting on back home. Charlie stood still for the first time all morning, just long enough for the quiet to cocoon him from the muffled chatter downstairs. Then the moment passed, and he decided that he was bored. Turning on his heel and continuing his humming more or less where he'd left off, he strolled right back out the door, intent on rejoining the swarm of students milling around in the lobby. There was some event being held down there, and Charlie didn't want to miss it.