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Room 330, Monday Afternoon
Aug. 26th, 2013 08:05 pmEvan had arrived back on the island in the dead of night, wearing a scowl on his face that even a bouncy dog who was happy to see him home again couldn't entirely wipe away. He'd slept fitfully, shadows in the corners of his mind creeping up and threatening to blot out everything else in his head as he dreamed.
When he woke up, he was feeling a little better. Not quite up to par, no, but he spent his morning reading one of his favorite books, and after that he at least felt a little more normal.
By around noon, he actually felt almost up to human interaction again. Not enough to actively go out and seek it, but he cracked his dorm room door open a little before settling down to play tug-of-war with Ozzy, which, Savage Land or no, was actually way more outgoing for Evan than usual.
At least it was break week. He didn't figure the dorms were going to be crawling with people, anyway.
[OOC: Post is open, door is cracked!]
When he woke up, he was feeling a little better. Not quite up to par, no, but he spent his morning reading one of his favorite books, and after that he at least felt a little more normal.
By around noon, he actually felt almost up to human interaction again. Not enough to actively go out and seek it, but he cracked his dorm room door open a little before settling down to play tug-of-war with Ozzy, which, Savage Land or no, was actually way more outgoing for Evan than usual.
At least it was break week. He didn't figure the dorms were going to be crawling with people, anyway.
[OOC: Post is open, door is cracked!]
