Room 322, Thursday Morning

[living_endless]

The mortal incarnation of the anthropomorphic personification of life and death itself was propped up with pillows against the headboard of her bed, knitting something gray and maroon striped. She hadn't decided yet if it was going to grow up to be an afghan, or if she'd get bored by the time it was a scarf.

She was thinking, too. About Atropos'

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[weldedtomyspine]

Jaime walked into the room from wherever he had been (JGOB by the scent of fresh baked goods wafting from the bag he was carrying) whistling an annoyingly jaunty tune. He stuttered to a stop when he suddenly remembered that he had a roommate and that she might, you know, be sleeping.

A relieved grin settled onto his face when he realized she wasn't. "Muffin or donut?" he asked her. He could share. Even if he had bought plenty of both with the intention of eating them all himself... What? He was a growing boy!

[living_endless]

"Muffin," Didi decided, smiling up at him when she got to the end of her row and happily setting the knitting needles aside. "You were out early. Special occasion?"

[weldedtomyspine]

"I could totally say yes and then pretend to be all mysterious..." Jaime mused teasingly as he reached into the bag and came up with a pair of mufins, chocolate chip and blueberry, which he held out for Didi to pick from. "But I just woke up carving fresh baked breakfast foods."

He sounded a bit sheepish about that.

[living_endless]

Didi reached out her hand and took the chocolate chip one. "Well, thanks for your cravings," she decided. "I hadn't eaten yet."

[noearsyet]

A day without classes meant a day that George was prone to mischief wandering.

His attention was caught by the knitting then the girl and poked his head into her room. "Be ye makin' a sweater?"

[living_endless]

"It's not sure what it wants to be when it grows up just yet," Didi said. "Probably depends on how much patience I have."

She put the knitting aside. "You can come in, if you want."

[noearsyet]

"Does th' wool talk t'ye?" he asked curiously. What? It was Fandom. He took her invitation at her word and came in, looking around curiously. "'M George. I don' think I've talked t'ye yet."

[living_endless]

"You haven't," Didi said easily, watching him come in. Her side of the room was a little more than the usual amount of messy, with clothes draped over things. A fish tank sat on the desk.

"And no, but it would be cool if it did! I just mean I'm not sure what I'm doing yet. Do you knit?"

[cutsthestrings]

There was a very shy knock on the door.

[living_endless]

Didi glanced up from her knitting to see Fiona there since the door was open. "Come in," she called, setting her knitting aside. "I think we might still have muffins left. Jaime had a craving."

[cutsthestrings]

She shook her head.

"Thanks but no," she said as she looked curiously at the knitting. Cee knit, usually sweaters for Eliot and herself, but none of them what you'd call well-made. Or in colors people used for anything other than decorating homes in the 70s.

"How're you?"

[living_endless]

"Not too bad," Didi said. "I saw Aphrodite yesterday. She's -- sweet."

Noticing the glance, she held up the knitting. "What do you think, does this want to be a sweater or a scarf?"

[furnaceface]

Jono... was pretty certain he was stinking up his dorm room again. And while it would have been easier to just crack a window, he figured he might as well get out and about and maybe stink up someone else's dorm room.

Or, at least, that was his story. He was going to stick to it. See? That's why he was walking up to Didi's door, and maybe peering inside. So that he could stink up her room with his flaming self.

Sure.

//Good morning, gel.//

[living_endless]

"And good morning to you," Didi said, holding up her knitting. She'd noticed the scent before she heard the voice in her head, but she kind of liked the way he smelled.

"I'm taking a poll. Does this want to be a sweater or a scarf when it grows up?"

[furnaceface]

Jono considered the yarn for a moment, and then he lifted a shoulder a little in a half-shrug.

//Which do yer have more of a need for? I'd say a scarf, if yer already have sweaters. It is getting on into Autumn, now, after all.//

See? He was a wealth of useful suggestions.

[living_endless]

Didi gave him a mock glare. "This has colors in it. I don't think it's for me."

... maroon and grey were totally colors.