3rd Floor Common Room | Tuesday Afternoon
Tuesday, April 21st, 2015 11:10 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
So, his dead father had come to visit this past weekend and before that, he'd had two kids. Seriously, Ronan was really wondering what the hell kind of ley line was underneath this place that caused this kind of insane shit to happen. Gansey nearly lost his mind when Ronan had finally confessed some of the happenings to him, blabbering about a new Corpse Road and making Ronan want to drill a hole in his head.
Chainsaw was sitting comfortably on the sofa behind his shoulder, eating some of the food he'd picked up for her. Ronan was slouched on the couch, feet up and eyes glazed over. That might have been due to what he had on the television (something that resembled a soap opera) or that might have been due to getting lost in his own head and his own thoughts. His fingers picked at the bracelets on his hand, fingering them and then pressing them down into skin until he made an indentation.
Ronan sighed. Maybe he'd get out of here when the semester ended. Aglionby had to take him back, didn't they? Gansey had to work his magic. Ronan did not want to be stuck here for any longer.
[Open, of course]
Chainsaw was sitting comfortably on the sofa behind his shoulder, eating some of the food he'd picked up for her. Ronan was slouched on the couch, feet up and eyes glazed over. That might have been due to what he had on the television (something that resembled a soap opera) or that might have been due to getting lost in his own head and his own thoughts. His fingers picked at the bracelets on his hand, fingering them and then pressing them down into skin until he made an indentation.
Ronan sighed. Maybe he'd get out of here when the semester ended. Aglionby had to take him back, didn't they? Gansey had to work his magic. Ronan did not want to be stuck here for any longer.
[Open, of course]