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Room 502, Tuesday Midday
Dec. 23rd, 2008 07:46 pmRomeo was running late as usual when he packed to go home for Christmas. He grabbed a handful of shirts from the drawer where he kept his wedding ring, then frowned at the exposed silver circlet. He hadn't even looked at it in months, and now he picked it up, rubbing it between his thumb and a forefinger.
It slipped to the ground.
( I dreamt a dream tonight )
The ring rolled across the floor, thudding to a stop next to Romeo's boot. He picked it up again and promptly stashed it back in the drawer, not sure what to make of such a reverie.
It was best, perhaps, not to tell Yurika.
[OOC: IAWL! Up late because I suck, but he's around for a bit if you want to grab him before he heads off.]
It slipped to the ground.
( I dreamt a dream tonight )
The ring rolled across the floor, thudding to a stop next to Romeo's boot. He picked it up again and promptly stashed it back in the drawer, not sure what to make of such a reverie.
It was best, perhaps, not to tell Yurika.
[OOC: IAWL! Up late because I suck, but he's around for a bit if you want to grab him before he heads off.]
