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Room 504, Wednesday Morning
Jul. 14th, 2010 12:48 pmZack had slept in, today. Not that there was anything really pressing that he had to get to, of course, but mornings were Zack's time to get up stupidly early, do a few squats, and then run mayhem around the island in his rocky-bits jumping approximation of a super-soldier morning workout.
Today, he was just sleeping.
( Some dreams, you never want to wake up from. )
It was with an anxious sigh and a regretful sort of grunt that Zack finally let himself open his eyes, dragging himself back to the here and the now, and away from whatever that had been.
If you dream them, they will come.
He couldn't stay in bed all day, no. He had class later today. And beyond that, he had... somewhere to be. Though he couldn't, for the life of himself, put a finger quite on where.
[More or less establishy, but Zack will be there for a while if anybody wants to swing by to visit the puppy.]
Today, he was just sleeping.
( Some dreams, you never want to wake up from. )
It was with an anxious sigh and a regretful sort of grunt that Zack finally let himself open his eyes, dragging himself back to the here and the now, and away from whatever that had been.
If you dream them, they will come.
He couldn't stay in bed all day, no. He had class later today. And beyond that, he had... somewhere to be. Though he couldn't, for the life of himself, put a finger quite on where.
[More or less establishy, but Zack will be there for a while if anybody wants to swing by to visit the puppy.]
