13 Griffin Way, Sunday Night
This was it: Everything Tyler was taking to .. wherever chasing Fight Club would lead him ... had been boiled down to fit into two small duffel bags and a laptop case. He'd sleep (as much as he ever slept) in Fandom one more night, maybe two, but after that it was the open road.
He wished some part of him didn't find this horribly romantic.
He ambled into the kitchen of the house, frowning at the coffeepot as he went to make himself one more pot of joe. He was almost tempted to try to steal the thing.
[OOC: For the housemates + That Guy]
He wished some part of him didn't find this horribly romantic.
He ambled into the kitchen of the house, frowning at the coffeepot as he went to make himself one more pot of joe. He was almost tempted to try to steal the thing.
[OOC: For the housemates + That Guy]