Night 57: M-B Block Hallway
[From here.]
Some nights, he really did wish something would happen on his way to the men's room. Something big. Something spectacular. Something like an impromptu jazz band with instruments filched from the music room and patients that could actually play real music. Or perhaps he could find a phoenix down. Maybe someone could graffiti up the ( Read more... )
Some nights, he really did wish something would happen on his way to the men's room. Something big. Something spectacular. Something like an impromptu jazz band with instruments filched from the music room and patients that could actually play real music. Or perhaps he could find a phoenix down. Maybe someone could graffiti up the ( Read more... )
Soooo much better. Grell always felt a bit more refreshed when he had his face properly made up and his hair done. It was a shame he had to hide the red nails under his gloves, but well, gloves were to be worn at all times when out and about and his just looked so good with this outfit. Admittedly, he did want a change of clothes every so often - like that pretty red coat he had in town or a different ribbon for his hair - but he was managing well enough with what he had for now. Will would be proud of him. Or he should be. He better be.
Oh! But what if he were to meet the General tonight like this? What a faux pas it would be to see such an esteemed character when wearing one's everyday trappings! These were fine if he was simply out killing people or things, but to meet a general? Hardly. Perhaps after finding whatever medicines were in the medical wing, he would head upstairs to see what he could ste-- borrow from the upper floor and the storage rooms that hid up there.
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