Room 503, Thursday Morning
Apr. 4th, 2013 08:10 pmUgh. Why had he gotten a class on a Thursday anyway? Next time, Atton had to make sure he only took classes at the start of the week. More time to party, less time to hang around the island when it was being a pain in the ass.
He collapsed on his bed as soon as he came in, dragging a pillow over his head in a futile attempt to block out the heavy fog of lust and frustration that was currently occupying the entire damned dorms. Space, this was Nar Shaddaa all over again. No, actually, in some ways it was worse - at least in Nar Shaddaa there was also the pain to break up the monotony.
He groaned under the pillow. Right. As soon as this class was done with, he was heading back to Baltimore. Or maybe DC. Or maybe he could take a train north...
[[ open post, open door. ]]
He collapsed on his bed as soon as he came in, dragging a pillow over his head in a futile attempt to block out the heavy fog of lust and frustration that was currently occupying the entire damned dorms. Space, this was Nar Shaddaa all over again. No, actually, in some ways it was worse - at least in Nar Shaddaa there was also the pain to break up the monotony.
He groaned under the pillow. Right. As soon as this class was done with, he was heading back to Baltimore. Or maybe DC. Or maybe he could take a train north...
[[ open post, open door. ]]