Odd Duck A1, Sunday Morning

As a bit of an apology for going through with three-minute dates the day before, Romeo had prepared a vat of fruit salad for the rabbit who had once been and would hopefully one day again be his girlfriend, and she happily munched it as he flicked on his laptop to check his email.

Most of it was of little enough interest, but there was one ( message from his father )

Romeo reread it a few times, considering his options and wondering if a rabbit might be welcome, before typing out a reply to the effect that he would come on Wednesday were it at all possible. He had no great love for Montague Holdings, but he knew he was being offered more than a job. He was being offered forgiveness.

[OOC: Establishy, but feel free to bother him if you don't mind SP.]

Room 502, Sunday Night

Another day had all but passed, and Romeo still had a rabbit for a girlfriend.

His more immediately pressing problem, however, was that he was completely out of clean clothes in the cabin. He set Dojima down on his bed as he rifled through his drawers, looking for clean t-shirts.

He needed to do laundry.

[OOC: For one, please.]