Basilisk Alcove B2, Tuesday evening
May. 29th, 2007 09:09 pmJohnny led Ronan into his cabin, glancing over his shoulder at him before he led him further back, towards his alcove.
Upon entering, he smiled a sheepish grin at seeing the helter-skelter of the place. He wasn't exactly the neatest person in the world. Or his world. But he was sure Ronan wouldn't mind a few pieces of clothing having been tossed here and there.
Turning to face him, he shoved his hands in his back pockets, "So..."
(For Ronan, obviously, and it is fine to say that Ronan was here, but conversation and whatnot NFB & NWSish.)
Upon entering, he smiled a sheepish grin at seeing the helter-skelter of the place. He wasn't exactly the neatest person in the world. Or his world. But he was sure Ronan wouldn't mind a few pieces of clothing having been tossed here and there.
Turning to face him, he shoved his hands in his back pockets, "So..."
(For Ronan, obviously, and it is fine to say that Ronan was here, but conversation and whatnot NFB & NWSish.)