Room 325, Tuesday Evening

[bitchprince]

It 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 ]]

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[puppy_fair]

"I'm still running," was Zack's greeting, during one of the later-in-the-evening check-in calls. "Kinda getting hungry, though. How long did you say I had to do this?"

It possibly said a great deal about Zack that he actually was still running, and that he'd taken Arthur's word as an official order. When this was done and over with, he was probably going to sleep clear on until Thursday's class.