Most of the preparations for the afternoon's frat session were already in place, so Arthur had allowed himself the, up until Fandom rare, luxury of some time to slouch about by himself. He was starting to consider investing in a dart board; if nothing else, it could make for some decent practice, right?

For now, that just amounted to fancy, though. Instead he had a book and a radio set attuned to a local news programme. The volume was very, very low, but it was still distracting enough that he was starting to find himself forced to debate whether learning about radio was more important than having some quality time with his book.

One day, he was going to run out of French sci-fi. One day.

[[ half-open door, open post ]]
So Merlin was to bring them a 'movie'. Arthur's room was to be the 'theatre', which suited him fine, since the beds were at least marginally more comfortable (for sleeping and sitting) than those in Merlin's room.

Unfortunately, this left Arthur with the dilemma of figuring out how the Teevee worked, something which he, in his ten months at Fandom, had bravely managed to resist learning at all. Dammit. He'd just keep prodding the ridge below and it would no doubt turn itself on before Merlin arrived.

Yes.

He had, after all, managed to figure out how to get JGoB to deliver some food over the phone. This was but a minor obstacle.

[[ for the ears ]]

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