For hoooly_ship
Where: Hoover Hall, room 605
When: Mid-Afternoon
Who: Miguel and Tulio (Tulio and Miguel! Mighty and powerful gods)
What: Moving in
Warnings: Prepare your Linkin Park playlists, here comes angst.
Miguel threw open the door to his suite, gesturing broadly as though there were an audience waiting for his entrance. His beaming expression glowed a little less when he realized something was... off.
For one thing, the room was only about half as messy as he remembered leaving it. For another, he noted as he took a cautious step into one of the bedrooms, those were definitely not his pants folded up neatly and hung over the back of a chair. Had the mouse given him a roommate in his absence?
Miguel trotted over to his own room, relieved to find it just as he had left it, save for a downy layer of dust that had settled over everything. He brushed the gray stuff off of his mandolin and strummed it, wincing a little at how out-of-tune it was.
When: Mid-Afternoon
Who: Miguel and Tulio (Tulio and Miguel! Mighty and powerful gods)
What: Moving in
Warnings: Prepare your Linkin Park playlists, here comes angst.
Miguel threw open the door to his suite, gesturing broadly as though there were an audience waiting for his entrance. His beaming expression glowed a little less when he realized something was... off.
For one thing, the room was only about half as messy as he remembered leaving it. For another, he noted as he took a cautious step into one of the bedrooms, those were definitely not his pants folded up neatly and hung over the back of a chair. Had the mouse given him a roommate in his absence?
Miguel trotted over to his own room, relieved to find it just as he had left it, save for a downy layer of dust that had settled over everything. He brushed the gray stuff off of his mandolin and strummed it, wincing a little at how out-of-tune it was.