Room 315 [Monday, Afternoon]

[knowsnokungfu]

Today had been immeasurably better than yesterday. Than the whole weekend, really. He hadn't slept all that much, but he also wasn't falling over with exhaustion and the walls of his room were cheerfully blood-mural free.

Chuck wandered back there after class with an armful of fishbowl that got placed in the middle of his desk

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[knowsnokungfu]

Chuck leaned back in his chair as he turned to Alex, a little surprised, but offering a small smile. "Uh... yeah. Yes." He gestured to the little orange and white fish. "Alex, meet Goomba here."

"-- It's... a uh, video game thing." Nerd.

[[Totally fell asleeeeep, sorry!]]

[knowsnokungfu]

"Right, yes, Mario," Chuck confirmed, nodding easily. "You have any name potentials out there? or are you still on like generic 'Fishy'."

"... Oh, and hey uh, come on in," he offered, hopping up. "If you want, I mean." Rather than leave her standing in the doorway with a fishbowl. It didn't seem very chivalrous.