Piper Franklin (pied) wrote in bellumlogs, @ 2009-11-15 20:22:00 |
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Entry tags: | will moran |
Who: Piper and Will
What: Open door is open
Where: Will's domicile
When: Ghost!plot evening, after Will's visitation
Warnings: Um, ghosts
Piper had been sleeping soundly all evening. In fact, the only thing that eventually woke him was the door to his bedroom slamming shut loudly. He bolted up in bed, the way one does when a loud and unexpected noise fills them with dread.
It took him a minute to focus on the door, to label it as the culprit. And it took him a minute longer to rub his eyes and give up on the concept of any additional sleep. He splashed water on his face and had begun to brush his teeth, when he heard the tell-tale creak of the bedroom door opening. He peered out of the bathroom cautiously, his toothbrush still in his hand, and his brow furrowed.
He threw the toothbrush in the sink and wiped his mouth with the back of his hands, even as he went to the door. It was open, alright, and it wouldn't close. As he was fighting with the door, Piper noticed the entry door was also open. He muttered to himself about drafts and old buildings, and he walked out into the hallway. The moment he did, the door flew shut.
It only took one glance down the halls for Piper to realize he wasn't the only person in the building with door problems. This immediately reminded him of the nightmare fiasco, and he groaned.
He started walking the halls, on his way to check on Daniel, but something on the sixth floor caught his attention on the way up. He walked up to 606 - Will's open door - and he peered inside. "Just wanted to make sure you were alright, and no that doesn't mean I want you to fleece me in cards again."