Room 313 | Friday Evening
Luke's week had been...well, not particularly good, but he had done more than he had the previous weeks since he had gotten back. He was trying to get over the self-pitying thing, but it wasn't easy. At least he had managed (in his opinion) to to keep it to himself for the most part.
At least distractions came easily for the most part. He was about a year behind on video games and he had taken up other hobbies too. Since he didn't want to work out in the salle anymore, he had taken up running. It was way less impressive than sword fighting, but it got the job done when it came to exercise. He didn't even mind the cold that much after a while.
He was still breathing a little heavily when he had gotten back from being out today, tugging his earbuds out and tossing his ipod on the spare bed. One sneaker had been kicked off but he hadn't gotten around to removing the other one while he puttered about his room, looking for the TV remote. Now with double the space to drop his stuff his room had become even messier, but he didn't seem to notice.
[Door and post are open, yep]
At least distractions came easily for the most part. He was about a year behind on video games and he had taken up other hobbies too. Since he didn't want to work out in the salle anymore, he had taken up running. It was way less impressive than sword fighting, but it got the job done when it came to exercise. He didn't even mind the cold that much after a while.
He was still breathing a little heavily when he had gotten back from being out today, tugging his earbuds out and tossing his ipod on the spare bed. One sneaker had been kicked off but he hadn't gotten around to removing the other one while he puttered about his room, looking for the TV remote. Now with double the space to drop his stuff his room had become even messier, but he didn't seem to notice.
[Door and post are open, yep]