Room 325, Tuesday Evening
Nov. 3rd, 2009 04:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bitchprinceIt had been a good, long, productive day, especially at the reserves, and Arthur had retired to his room with a copy of Le Chemin de France and a bowl of grapes. And his Blackberry. His Blackberry was of some importance tonight. After all, he was still, technically, working.
That is to say he was calling Zack every hour on the dot just to check if he was still running. At the rate things were going, Arthur was starting to contemplate simply telling him to keep going until morning and see if it held.
Sir Dinadan, had he been present, would have had so many things to say, but this was a G-rated post.
[[ half-open door, open post, sure ]]
That is to say he was calling Zack every hour on the dot just to check if he was still running. At the rate things were going, Arthur was starting to contemplate simply telling him to keep going until morning and see if it held.
Sir Dinadan, had he been present, would have had so many things to say, but this was a G-rated post.
[[ half-open door, open post, sure ]]
