Room 507, Wednesday Evening

Mar 18, 2009 21:17

Ronan had contemplated not moving for the rest of his life; between the drink, and what he remember doing the night before under the influence of said, he was quite content to stay curled up in his covers until the end of time.

Then he remembered something he'd forgotten to do.


From: rnolan@fandomhigh.edu
To: [FH Friends]
Subject: Let's forget how I'm an idiot, okay?

I'll have you all know that I did not forget my birthday was this past Monday. I remembered quite well. What I forgot was to let you all know that I'm having a potluck, this coming Friday, in celebration thereof.

So, uh. Bring foods, meet me in the fifth floor common room. I don't expect presents, but if you insist on giving them, I suppose I'll just have to accept them!

-Ronan

PS: I included off-island friends on this because a) I'm too lazy to go through and set up a second list for people on the island only and b) to remind you all that it was my birthday! So. Consider yourselves reminded!

That done, Ronan considered heading to bed to sleep off the rest of his hangover, but decided that, y'know, fourteen-odd hours was probably enough.

[Establishy! If you think Ronan would have sent you the email, assume that he probably did!

[ETA: Establichy, like I said, but it is open for return emails.]
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