the roof | mid afternoon | wednesday | may 5

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Alex's version of break had consisted mainly of sleeping, smoking, sleeping some more and the occasional break for socialization. Today, the roof seemed like the place to smoke. He'd done it enough, he was a regular and it was fairly warm out. It meant he could lay down on the roof's edge, cigarette in his mouth, arms tucked behind his head and eyes closed.

For once, the roof wasn't going to be home to his brooding. He was in a mood but he wasn't ready to punch the first deserving person he saw and he wasn't completely overwhelmed with his own issues. His mood was just...something. He didn't really know.

Decent mood, for once. Better take advantage.

[the roof is open like an all night convenience store!]

3rd Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

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Bobby and his three pints of ice cream were not sulking about this whole goodbye business, really. He was just... adequately prepared for the Really Strong Guy Who Can Fly movie marathon that was on television at the moment.

There were also several containers of Chinese food, because clearly the obvious remedy for people-leaving emo (not that he had any of that, really) was to attract people with the use of food.

[ooc: I survived my first day back at the job I loathe! Yay? Post open!]