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Room 210, Tuesday Morning
Ezra had missed all of last week's hubbub on the island. Various kinds of Coterie stuff back home, nothing very interesting. Nothing worth reporting to anyone on ( Read more... ) -
Room 210, Late Tuesday Afternoon
Ezra was bored.
Not that there was anything new about that. Even with all its quirks, compared to his life in and around Boston, Fandom was a pretty quiet place, most of the time. He was used to more things happening. He'd be loathe to say he missed running more Coterie errands - he very sincerely did not - but working at the Purgatory? It had ( Read more... ) -
Room 210, Sunday Evening
Ezra had slumped face first onto his bed ( Read more... ) -
Room 210, Tuesday Morning
Ezra'd been gone for a couple of days.
Some Coterie stuff to deal with right after the break. And some quality time with Lock and Ava -- separately, because apparently they'd cycled back to being very weird around each other right now. Sigh, it was such a hassle. Why couldn't they think of their kid Ezra? So inconsiderate. He didn't want two ( Read more... ) -
Room 210, Sunday Afternoon
Ava and Lock had meant to come visit this weekend. Or possibly Ava or Lock, since they were still being weird around each other. Because they were idiots. But in the end, neither ended up being able to come by. Some Coterie whatever, the usual. Alistair with an errand or something ( Read more... ) -
Room 210, Sunday Afternoon
Ezra had stolen a stereo earlier in the week.
He hadn't exactly forgotten about it, but things had come up since then and kept him distracted. So he hadn't really been thinking about it, either. In fact, he wasn't thinking about it right now, either ( Read more... ) -
Baltimore, Thursday Evening
It was best not to ask how Ezra had managed to shoplift the stereo. (Okay, technically it was a boombox, but anyway. Tomato, another tomato. Still played CDs, at least!) All you'd have got out of Ezra by way of an answer would've been "Easily." And it was true! All it took was sticky fingers and some world class idle misdirection and charm and boom ( Read more... ) -
Room 210, Monday After Classes
So far, Ezra's new term was off to a great start. The picnic had been very good to him. Very good. Stellar, even. It had been a great reminder of just how unbelievably attractive this island was, and why it was worth sticking around even though he had to frequently drive back up to Boston for all his Coterie business ( Read more... ) -
A Bar, The Mainland, Friday Evening
It was obvious from the moment they stepped through the door that this place was going to be loud. There was a small dance floor to one side, and the bar proper to the other, and the place was packed with people ( Read more... ) -
Room 210, Saturday Morning
So Ezra hadn't been around much lately. Or the entire last week and a half or so. Boston business. Very boring. Nothing he wanted to get into with anyone. And anyway, he was back now. Fresh from the shower and roaming his room without a shirt on.
(Pants, though. Those he was wearing. You were welcome, random passers-by ( Read more... )