Room 206, Wednesday Evening
Jan. 31st, 2007 09:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dark_slippy_thingValentine was quite proud that he'd managed to survive the week thus far. Granted, he had been doing so by camping out in his dorm room, bouncing one of his juggling balls up against the wall, but that was entirely beside the point. He was still breathing, and that was an accomplishment, really.
Although it really didn't do much for his mind-numbing boredom...
Sooner or later, he'd have to come out. And he would indeed.
Maybe tomorrow.
Throw the ball. Catch it. Throw it again.
It was all part of a grand plan to work up the nerve to face the school again after the insanity of the week before.
Because, as loathe as he was to admit it, Valentine was a coward.
[OOC: Door isn't open, but Valentine is free for interaction if you care to knock.]
Although it really didn't do much for his mind-numbing boredom...
Sooner or later, he'd have to come out. And he would indeed.
Maybe tomorrow.
Throw the ball. Catch it. Throw it again.
It was all part of a grand plan to work up the nerve to face the school again after the insanity of the week before.
Because, as loathe as he was to admit it, Valentine was a coward.
[OOC: Door isn't open, but Valentine is free for interaction if you care to knock.]
