Room 324, Tuesday evening
For no particular reason, Peter called a bunch of people who were no longer on the island and left silly voicemails for them. It was times like this that Peter appreciated being in a room by himself. This way he didn't have to worry about a roommate mocking his funny voices.
After that, he picked up some nearly incomprehensible book on some sort of science thing and started reading it. What a nerd.
[OOC: Mostly just for dropping links to the product of my insanity tonight, but open if anyone wants to stop by. Impersonated people have been impersonated without permission or any noticeable skill.]
After that, he picked up some nearly incomprehensible book on some sort of science thing and started reading it. What a nerd.
[OOC: Mostly just for dropping links to the product of my insanity tonight, but open if anyone wants to stop by. Impersonated people have been impersonated without permission or any noticeable skill.]