Room 201, Saturday Afternoon

[wannabe_pan]

Andrew was sitting in the middle of his bed, reading. He had several large books stacked up next to him, each written in a language long forgotten by most. The majority of what these books contained was useless to him now that he was no longer a practicing summoner, but that didn't stop him from jotting down an occasional note

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[wantstodirect]

Tony had his laptop case, a full bottle of cherry cough syrup and a paintbrush. He knocked on Andrew's door.

[wannabe_pan]

Andrew sat up a little straighter, reached up to futz with his hair, and called out, "It's open!"

[wantstodirect]

Tony pushed the door open and grinned at Andrew. "Hey," he said. "Ready for warding?"

[wannabe_pan]

He grinned, scooted to the edge of the bed, and stood up. "Ready as I'll ever be," he replied. "I didn't know if there was anything special you needed me to get, so, um I didn't get anything."

Obviously.