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MCA #0 [Wednesday Afternoon]
Jan. 30th, 2008 08:29 amSo class today had been... well. Given certain things he'd found out just a few weeks ago, it didn't leave him in the best of moods.
Which is why he's letting himself in to Xander's apartment. Being alone just doesn't sound especially appealing at the moment.
"Xander?" he calls out, letting the door click shut behind him. No answer. He wanders through the apartment, eventually ending up in the bedroom. He smiles a bit when he sees Notzilla the stuffed frog sitting up on a shelf, and on a whim takes him down.
He flops back down on the bed with the frog and waits. No, his eyes aren't drifting closed at all, really...
[ooc: for the owner of the frog and apartment!]
Which is why he's letting himself in to Xander's apartment. Being alone just doesn't sound especially appealing at the moment.
"Xander?" he calls out, letting the door click shut behind him. No answer. He wanders through the apartment, eventually ending up in the bedroom. He smiles a bit when he sees Notzilla the stuffed frog sitting up on a shelf, and on a whim takes him down.
He flops back down on the bed with the frog and waits. No, his eyes aren't drifting closed at all, really...
[ooc: for the owner of the frog and apartment!]
