Rm 217, Monday night.

[fantastic_torch]

 Classes had gone pretty well today, despite the fact that he had pretty much egged Chris on and ended up wanting to plant his fist in his face. Amusing at first, yes. Later? Not so much. And, had he known he was the topic of conversation for a couple other people, he totally would have invited himself in and knocked a couple heads together. Damn boys and their ego's.

What? He wasn't including himself, come on!

He was currently playing X-Box, his lips pursed as he mumbled under his breath.

(Door is totally open!)