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fandomhighdorms2006-09-17 11:26 pm
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1st floor lobby, monday morning
John was awake early for once, and eager to start the week off right by getting to his First Period class on time. No detentions was a plus. It was like he was ignored in Ethics, which was just the way he liked it.
He saw the plastic sheeting gone, hte construction mess gone, the "KEEP OUT" signs gone...as well as his room. He sighed a bit.
Instead, there was a garage. He peered in. Bikes. Bicycles, actually. And a few vespas? He walked in, exploring.
Oh, this was sweet as hell. He could finally have space to keep his bike, instead of keeping it up in his room. The storage space at the Danger Room was fine and all, but... ya can't work on your ride when the door's locked.
He'll be right back.
He saw the plastic sheeting gone, hte construction mess gone, the "KEEP OUT" signs gone...as well as his room. He sighed a bit.
Instead, there was a garage. He peered in. Bikes. Bicycles, actually. And a few vespas? He walked in, exploring.
Oh, this was sweet as hell. He could finally have space to keep his bike, instead of keeping it up in his room. The storage space at the Danger Room was fine and all, but... ya can't work on your ride when the door's locked.
He'll be right back.
