Cold Shoulder
Jonothon Starsmore furnaceface
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Room 408, Monday Afternoon
Well. Jonothon's first day of classes had been... Educational.

In Science class, he'd been offered a position as a TA, which had caught him off-guard, really. The people gawping at him when he'd spoken in that Religion class was a little more like what he'd been expecting ever since he'd arrived here, though people seemed to rather consistently take his voice in stride right up until that point.

He was trying damn hard not to dwell on any of it too much. He would have to head into town sometime, to see if they had a music store of some sort. And he needed clothing. He could hardly wear the same outfit for the rest of his time here, and laundry was a particular challenge when you didn't have the option of standing around shirtless, anyhow. He'd have to ask Ben what he knew about the places in town where he could get both or either.

For the time being, he'd settle for flopping backward on his bed and staring up at the ceiling.

Ceilings were bloody boring.

[[The door is open if anybody wants to poke at the kind of smelly guy. Will be a shameless linkdrop soon enough, as well. Because I'm just sneaky like that.]]

sorella_vecchia

2009-08-31 10:28 pm (UTC) (Link)

"Not a fan of questions, hmm. Guess I'll avoid asking the things, then."

furnaceface

2009-08-31 10:54 pm (UTC) (Link)

//Appreciated.// In a big way, after the day he'd had. //Is that all yer wanted, then? Swing by, say hello to the new kid? Loom in the doorway?//

sorella_vecchia

2009-08-31 10:57 pm (UTC) (Link)

"Pretty much," Triela grinned. "If you need anything, or change your mind about the fruit, I'm Triela and I'm in 409."

furnaceface

2009-08-31 10:59 pm (UTC) (Link)

//We're practically neighbours, then,// Jono noted. Because that wasn't obvious by the fact that her room number was one higher than his own. Honestly now, Jonothon. //At least yer won't be difficult to track down if need be.//

sorella_vecchia

2009-08-31 11:00 pm (UTC) (Link)

"Indeed," she beamed. "I'll let you get back to what you were doing." Whatever that was.

furnaceface

2009-08-31 11:06 pm (UTC) (Link)

Because staring at the ceiling was very important work, and Jono absolutely needed absolute solitude in order to accomplish such a daunting task.

//I appreciate that, too,// he replied regardless. //See yer around, gel.//

sorella_vecchia

2009-08-31 11:08 pm (UTC) (Link)

Triela waved, turned, tossed her hair over her shoulder, and walked... the incredibly long distance to her room.