Room 507, Thursday Evening

[hotceltogoth]

Ronan was simply lazing around his room; he felt like he should properly be doing something productive, but instead he was simply reading a book. For pleasure. Mmm, books.

The door was propped open a little, in case anyone wanted to stop by.

[Expecting one, but feel free to stop by as long as it's set before Seregil's visit!]