Room 325, Saturday Morn'

Arthur... was still in bed, and more than happy to keep it that way for another spell. It was the day of graduation, and nerves were running high - not for the event itself, but for whether it would mean that, on the other end of this weekend, laid a trip back home.

It was that thought that made him open his eyes and stare across his pillows. Too restless. He sighed.

[[ for he that be here ]]