Room 225 [Late Late Sunday]

After finally making it back to the dorms, Bridge is in 227 just long enough to grab a certain stuffed giraffe before he heads over to 225, locking the connecting door between the rooms. He then curls up on the couch, Xander's coat draped around his shoulders and clutching the giraffe.

So not sleeping tonight.

Room 225 [Monday Evening]

After class, Bridge had headed right back to 225 and curled up on the couch again. He still felt kinda miserable, and going to class... well, it hadn't exactly helped. So, here he was.

[ooc: door is closed, but the post? it is wide open. eta: and i flee back to work for a couple of hours. shall pick up pings when i return!]