Ronan Nolan (
not_in_the_book) wrote2012-08-16 01:30 pm
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33 Apocalypse Ave., Thursday Morning
Waking up early, Ronan slipped out of bed -- being careful not to wake the other occupants -- slipped on some pyjama pants and a t-shirt, and opened and closed the door as quietly as possible as he left the room.
Coffee first, he thought, and then he might as well get started on breakfast.
[For the housemates! Or anyone else who wants to call/drop by/whatever.]
Coffee first, he thought, and then he might as well get started on breakfast.
[For the housemates! Or anyone else who wants to call/drop by/whatever.]
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"Just not loud. Loud bad. Idle musings fine."
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Going to try and do it, too. Not just because of her, but because he liked the challenge of the discipline required.
"You want another cup of coffee?"
It seemed like the go-to thing this morning.
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Then he turned around to go and pour another mug. "What are you studying anyway?"
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"Psych is almost completely done, and luckily overlaps with many of my optional credits for human development. And they actually let me fill my student-teaching credit here, with the class you came to."
Suckers.
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"Now, what is it that has you curious?"
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