Room 303, During The Fire Drill, Late Night Wednesday/Early Morning Thursday

[bitchprince]

There was noise. And an awful lot of it.

Of course, 'round here, there was always noise. Arthur sat up and squinted. "What," he muttered, "In the name of God?!"

He looked to his roommate for answers. There were none.

He fell back into the bed, shoving the pillow over his head. Bloody racket.

"All right, then."

[[ open for the roomie or anyone who for some godforsaken reason might want to stop by at this time of night ]]

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[future_sandworm]

There was noise, yes. Leto had registered it, but he didn't particularly want to deal with it.

"Some kind of alarm?" he mumbled into his pillow.