Room 507, Saturday Morning

[not_in_the_book]

Ronan woke up with an insistent feeling in the back of his head; as he shook off his grogginess, it resolved into the odd sensation that he should really check his email. He glanced over at John, who was still asleep, and did his best to make as little noise as possible while opening his email.

Sure enough, there was a message from Nita, saying that she'd had to run to Mars with Kit after all and wouldn't be available to meet this weekend. He dashed off a quick email saying that this was fine, knowing she'd get it when she had a chance to check, and asked if maybe the next weekend was a possibility. So, there go the plans for today. Ronan wondered what he'd find to do, although he assumed there'd be something. This was Fandom, after all.

There he was, sitting at his computer; it was worth noting, perhaps, that he'd neglected to put on any additional clothes upon waking, and was dressed only in the boxers he'd slept in.


(OOC: For the roomie. Again, any plans that Ronan originally had for today are NFB.)

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[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John woke up smiling. There was no detention today. He hoped this meant he was off the hook. John was also proud that he'd had a second meeting with Prue and she'd agreed to hang out with him on Sunday. Things were really looking up.

He rolled to sit up in bed, and stretched his torso and arms into the air. He was also one to sleep in only boxers. Noticing Ronan was awake, John smiled and said, "Morning!"