[Jesse's back, bitches! He's yawning and rubbing at his eyes, so evidently, it hasn't been very long since he woke up.]

Yo, how long was I out for...? I had the weirdest dreams. Like I was all fighting dinosaurs, and then I was a pirate, and then we were on the moon, and then I was a little kid running around here...

[He hesitates, going back ( Read more... )

Hey, anybody know what the fuck is up with the art room? I've been trying to get in for like, days, but it's always locked. Meanwhile I'm bored as shit and out of pencils.

( Private to George Crabtree, Amanda Young, T'Pol, Mr. White, Claire, Sarah )