Room 325, Wednesday Morning

[bitchprince]

It was one of those boring mornings where he had little on his plate beyond early morning staff practice (done) and magic reserves and bothering Katchoo later on in the day. It made Arthur antsy, and being antsy was never a particularly good look on him.

That dartboard simply had to happen.

Which would explain why, for the first time, it wasn't Merlin, but rather Arthur who took to the internet on his phone. Maybe he could find one there. Maybe there was a store in town he could convince to deliver one to him. The possibilities were endless.

At least it kept him occupied. (Also? Why had no one told him about novelty mugs before?)

[[ door open, post open to visitors and phone calls and whatever, whee ]]

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[future_sandworm]

Walking past the door, Leto stopped as he saw it was open. Noticing Arthur taking a keen interest in his phone, he smirked slightly.

"Good morning," he said leaning against the doorframe.

[withoutverona]

Romeo had gotten a certain invitation and was a bit confused. Why did the deer need to be saved? They all but followed him around in the preserve. It was unsettling.

And lo, there was a ringing phone.