Room 507, Saturday Evening

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan led Bolton to his room from the gym, closing the door behind him. "Feel free to sit anywhere," he said. "I just need to find something, then I can finish healing your arm."

[OOC: 'Bolton' modded with permission, locked to him only, please.]

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[by137.livejournal.com]

After scrambling up and maybe just a little bit of eye lingering toward Ronan, Bolton flopped back onto the other bed. "Yup."

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan nodded, and flicked the switch. "Good night, then," he said, as he walked back over to his be, unerringly. He slid into his bed, and then found himself just staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep.