Room 518, Monday Morning

[sixstandingby]

The door to Gavin's room was shut and locked and he wasn't planning on changing that anytime soon. For the most part, he'd escaped unscathed this weekend save for how he'd been a kriffing assassin, been a jackass to just about anyone who he'd talked to, and had kicked John when he was passed out on the front lawn

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[ambassadorinara]

Since it was Monday and this was how things in Fandom worked, Inara knocked cautiously on Gavin's door, figuring that the worst that would happen would be that he'd yell at her again, and she could probably deal with that.

[sixstandingby]

"What?" he croaked at the door, not moving from his cocoon on the bed.

[ambassadorinara]

"Gavin?"

[sixstandingby]

"In some sense of the word," he said, rolling out of bed when he finally recognized the voice. He stumbled towards the door.