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( Being alone is no cure for loneliness )

Alec was in residence, door open.

He was also trying to figure out what one did with a giant spoon with fake cereal and milk in it.

So far, not much luck in that direction.

[Open to whomever, but thread with psychic_wonder is locked plz.]

Alec turned on the bedside light as he sat down, a bottle of water in his other hand. Not quite ready to sleep, he was nonetheless not in the mood to go wandering either ( Read more... )

Alec yawned and ran a hand through his hair in lieu of a comb, supposing it was probably late enough to warrant actually getting up and showering or something. Or he could always wait for lunch to roll around, as food was a major impetus to motion and uprightedness.

Then again, bed was warm and extra sleep was nice. Yaaaay blankets.

[ooc: for psychic_wonder ( Read more... )