As the day began drawing to a close, the intercom flickered to life. Instead of Harrington's voice, however, Berg's calm tone filtered through the speakers
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Today had been more productive than he'd hoped, although he'd been disappointed not to see his name on the list on the Sunroom Bulletin Board. Perhaps Sora would have something for him tomorrow. Tonight he was thinking about investigating that new wing that had opened up while he'd been gone. The map he'd copied from the board hadn't been updated with that information when he'd glanced at it, and quickly scribbled down a copy in his journal for his own reference.
Which reminded him...
With no sign of his roommate yet, Daemon stretched out on the bed, the pillow propped up behind his back for support, and took out his notebook, jotting down the things he knew as fact so far and adding the things he'd learned today.
Which reminded him...
With no sign of his roommate yet, Daemon stretched out on the bed, the pillow propped up behind his back for support, and took out his notebook, jotting down the things he knew as fact so far and adding the things he'd learned today.
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