It was not a common occasion, really, to find Jono in a good mood while he was out in anything remotely resembling public. But, this appeared to be the case. Ariel's party had been a good time, at least by Jonothon's standards, which meant that there was plenty of music and he'd been more or less left to his own business for the evening.
So he was walking up the stairs en route to his room this evening, rather than stalking, loaded up with bags which, in turn, were loaded up with the CDs that he'd been playing at the party.
Not a bad evening at all, no.
[For one, please!]
- The Dorms Stairwell, After Ariel's Party, Thursday Evening