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bitchprince) wrote2009-06-25 03:22 pm
bitchprince) wrote2009-06-25 03:22 pm
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Room 303, Thursday Morning After Classes
Arthur had had to put on spandex for class. It had taken work. It had taken effort. And it had become completely impossible to get rid of, which explained why he stomped into 303 still in his suit.
Red and gold spandex looked nice on him, yes, like many things, but Up With It he would not put. He sat down on the bed and got to unlacing his boots as soon as possible while he waited for Merlin to show up and help him out.
Once the boy was gone, he'd be far more comfortable.
[[ for the ears, at first, andthen open to anyone after now that he's back to being dressed properly ]]
Red and gold spandex looked nice on him, yes, like many things, but Up With It he would not put. He sat down on the bed and got to unlacing his boots as soon as possible while he waited for Merlin to show up and help him out.
Once the boy was gone, he'd be far more comfortable.
[[ for the ears, at first, and
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Arthur sat upright slowly, rubbing the back of his head, and eying the boy on the floor. "Graceful."
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Arthur leaned one arm on his now thankfully spandexless thigh.
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