Room 206, Monday Morning
Apr. 30th, 2007 07:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dark_slippy_thingValentine woke up Monday morning, tied in a knot amidst a mass of books and bedsheets in the middle of his bedroom floor.
That fact, and only that, was all that had him convinced that the horrible dream he had which involved him not knowing how to juggle and climbing into light fixtures and losing his ball and playing dolls wasn't a dream at all.
That, and the plaster strewn across his floor.
Why in the world didn't they make light fixtures to support the weight of ten-year-old boys here, anyhow?
(I live to linkdrop. His door is still wide open, so interaction is possible if you want to help untangle Valentine, wtf at the mangled state of his light fixture, and if you don't mind slowplay like whoa because I fully intend on getting some sleep before work today.)
That fact, and only that, was all that had him convinced that the horrible dream he had which involved him not knowing how to juggle and climbing into light fixtures and losing his ball and playing dolls wasn't a dream at all.
That, and the plaster strewn across his floor.
Why in the world didn't they make light fixtures to support the weight of ten-year-old boys here, anyhow?
(I live to linkdrop. His door is still wide open, so interaction is possible if you want to help untangle Valentine, wtf at the mangled state of his light fixture, and if you don't mind slowplay like whoa because I fully intend on getting some sleep before work today.)
