Room 413 | Afternoon | Monday | July 18
It was fucking cold. Nathan didn't have a lot of meat on his bones so he'd woken up shivering and had stayed shivering until the heat had started pumping and his fingers and toes had regained feeling. Peering out the window had told him it was both fucking cold and fucking snowing in fucking July.
What the fuck was with this island? England had weird fucking lightning and power giving storms and this place had winter in July. Nathan shook his head and lit up another cigarette, taking comfort from the warmth it provided. He didn't feel like anything but regular cigarettes today so he had his door open and was sprawled across his bed, earbuds in his ear and music turned up loud.
It was fucking cold in fucking July. Nathan was just gonna ignore that shit and try and relax like he would any other day. Hopefully the power wouldn't go out. Nathan remembered the ice cubes his balls had become back then. He didn't want it to happen again.
Fucking winter weather.
[Door and post are open!]
What the fuck was with this island? England had weird fucking lightning and power giving storms and this place had winter in July. Nathan shook his head and lit up another cigarette, taking comfort from the warmth it provided. He didn't feel like anything but regular cigarettes today so he had his door open and was sprawled across his bed, earbuds in his ear and music turned up loud.
It was fucking cold in fucking July. Nathan was just gonna ignore that shit and try and relax like he would any other day. Hopefully the power wouldn't go out. Nathan remembered the ice cubes his balls had become back then. He didn't want it to happen again.
Fucking winter weather.
[Door and post are open!]