Room 303, Saturday Afternoon
Jun. 6th, 2009 08:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bitchprinceLast night hadn't been anywhere near bad, if somewhat confusing in how up front it was (and Arthur had thought he'd gotten used to, and appreciative, of how straightforward the island was) and so by the time Arthur finally reached his room, he wasn't in too bad a mood.
It was slightly hampered by the fact that his roommate wasn't around (... all right, he had to admit, something might be off if he was thinking that) but he chose not to think much of it.
Rather, he took a perch on his bed and flopped back, idly rubbing at his own stomach.
[[ for two people, please! ]]
It was slightly hampered by the fact that his roommate wasn't around (... all right, he had to admit, something might be off if he was thinking that) but he chose not to think much of it.
Rather, he took a perch on his bed and flopped back, idly rubbing at his own stomach.
[[ for two people, please! ]]
