Blair's sitting in the middle of the common room floor surrounded by boxes, all postmarked from a Chilean mission, that are spilling packing peanuts and weird looking items. He's got a stack of
cereal boxes written in another language, a few odd looking
hats and several
sweaters.
There were a few stranger items, like woven
flip flops, a pair of llama
fur boots and even a pair of leather
chaps. He wasn't quite sure what to do with those yet. In his lap, was a small box that contained
something he
really didn't want to have around...but was afraid to let out of his sight.
On the floor next to him were several stacks of
socks,
scarfs and
gloves all sorted into colors and sizes...ready for their new owners.