Fox Wiley (todd_wiley) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2010-04-12 18:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | fox, thread, will |
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Who: Fox and Will
When: Evening
Where: Fox's room
What: Will waltzes right on in with booze
Fox was laying back in his bed, shirtless as was his custom in his room, with his laptop resting against his bent knees. There was some random comedy show playing on his small television. His homework was done for the night and there was a bottle of Jack sitting open on the floor next to him. While browsing the internet, finding random games to play, Fox let his mind drift over what had happened earlier in the week. He'd met up with Astrid reading out of her Book of Shadows, ran into a couple other associates in the hallways and has an interesting tussle with a girl down the hall. All in all, not a bad week for a Wednesday.
Opening a new window, he started to browse the journals, to see if anyone had posted anything interesting. As usual, it was all whiny shit, but he'd come to expect that by now. Scrolling through the pages reminded him that Will had threatened to barge into his room at some point. Chuckling softly, he wondered when that would be.
Turning his head as the door opened, Fox grinned cheekily, "Speak of the devil."