Homework time. Walter'd been uninterested in both classes today. Maybe it was a hangover from being so exceedingly silly the day before. Perhaps the school assembly on Friday with Pip had been practice.

Or his lack of interest could be explained by the weekend's extended emo. Despite that, Pup had been his usual happy self, which was good, ( Read more... )

The night before had been a bit unsettling. Nadia's tarot reading for him had not had good things to say. It had, however, had some unfortunately on the mark things to say.

( Emoooooo )

Walter came in after work and immediately showered the restaurant smell away. Now he's sitting on his bed with his homework, his journal, and Pup. It has been far too long since he had last updated it.

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After work Walter returned to his room to get the restaurant smell out of his clothes and get some studying done before Monday, when they'd apparently be working on Dolphin in CSC.

He didn't often check his email, but he'd wanted to get a bit of online shopping done tonight as well. One thing waiting in his inbox resulted in a moment of stunned ( Read more... )

Walter was doing a puzzle. Sort of. He sat on the floor next to his desk with an open book and the chunks of Pip's M16 and tried to lay them out to make a coherent representation of what it would look like if he hadn't destroyed it. He needed to see if there was any chance of repair, or if it was going to be mostly replacement and reconstruction ( Read more... )

After finding the aftermath of a fight in the Park, Walter walked Nadia back up to the dorms and helped her up to his room ( Read more... )

Yesterday had been better than good. It had been bloody brilliant. Nadia had gotten a lot of his friends involved and sent him all over the island for his birthday surprises.

( In news of classes, the common room, and hitting an idiot... )

Walter sat at his desk writing letters, one to Arthur to inform him of the progress of his classes, the other to Alucard, more detailed, and a small stack of pictures to include ( Read more... )

After meeting his little brother and talking to some others on the lawn, Walter returned to his room to find Al and bring him over to Nadia's room.

"I cut it out very cleanly, so I don't think it should be much trouble to fix it," Walter said, pushing the door open and retrieving the piece in question to hand to Al.

Walter had had an off week which he could blame entirely on the mun if he knew the mun existed. He'd barely made it to classes, gone to work because he had to, and spent most of the rest of the time in his room reading about guns and code ( Read more... )