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3rd Floor Common Room, Late Friday Morning (... Okay, Noon)
Friday, January 1st, 2021 03:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
amitragicSo that was that on 2020, huh?
Ulysses wished he'd gone to a party, wished he'd gotten wasted, wished he'd sloppily made out with someone at midnight and then gone back to someone else's place after... But the year had ended about the same as it had gone: vaguely disappointing, kind of meh. And so Ulysses'd found himself doing what he'd been doing most of the year, which was hanging out in his room in his boxers, smoking and reading conspiracy theories on his phone.
So far, 2021 wasn't looking much hotter for him. But at least he was out in the common room - in some fetching neon plaid pajama pants that made the heather t-shirt he was wearing up top look even more nondescript than it would have otherwise - curled up on the couch, eating a damn near overflowing bowl of Lucky Charms.
While scrolling on his phone. Look, at least it wasn't actually more conspiracies, right now!
... Because it was everyone's Insta and Snapchat videos and pics from last night, because nothing really, truly made New Year's Day like a severe case of FOMO and vowing to do better in another 365 days.
There were, for some reason, about a dozen boxes of Lucky Charms on the counter in the kitchen area, and more than enough milk in the fridge to complement most, if not even all of it. So if anyone wanted to join him, at least they were all getting breakfast.
[ooc: The first CR post of 2021 is open!]
Ulysses wished he'd gone to a party, wished he'd gotten wasted, wished he'd sloppily made out with someone at midnight and then gone back to someone else's place after... But the year had ended about the same as it had gone: vaguely disappointing, kind of meh. And so Ulysses'd found himself doing what he'd been doing most of the year, which was hanging out in his room in his boxers, smoking and reading conspiracy theories on his phone.
So far, 2021 wasn't looking much hotter for him. But at least he was out in the common room - in some fetching neon plaid pajama pants that made the heather t-shirt he was wearing up top look even more nondescript than it would have otherwise - curled up on the couch, eating a damn near overflowing bowl of Lucky Charms.
While scrolling on his phone. Look, at least it wasn't actually more conspiracies, right now!
... Because it was everyone's Insta and Snapchat videos and pics from last night, because nothing really, truly made New Year's Day like a severe case of FOMO and vowing to do better in another 365 days.
There were, for some reason, about a dozen boxes of Lucky Charms on the counter in the kitchen area, and more than enough milk in the fridge to complement most, if not even all of it. So if anyone wanted to join him, at least they were all getting breakfast.
[ooc: The first CR post of 2021 is open!]