502, Monday Evening

[withoutverona]

After class and a nice, long "pillow playdate" with Yurika, Romeo was finally back in his room for the first time since Friday morning.

He downloaded the radio podcasts and listened to them as he unpacked his suitcase, frowning a little. He wished even more that had been home to try to help, somehow. Yurika had been right that he wouldn't know what to do against a spirit, but he could have tried.

[OOC: Door open.]

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[raspberryturk]

After Reno's flight session with Murdock, he was tempted to crawl up the stairs to his own room, find his way to his bed, flop over, and pretend he'd fallen into a coma until Wednesday.

A second thought had him overshoot his room by an entire floor. He'd really rather check to see if Romeo was back, anyhow. He'd sleep when he was dead. He needed someone to ramble at.

"Knock-knock," he said, peering through the doorway. "Anyone home?"

[intraspective]

"People suck," Ino informed him from the door. "Not, like, you though. Just some people."

A beat.

"How're you anyway?"