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Millitimed to after ooms
Preston Opened and closed the door to his bathroom-coming face to face with Milliways once again.
Good to feel like one belongs somewhere.
In an attempt to assuage the guilt of physically harming one of his now-closest friends he's got a book. It's "A christmas Carol" and he's looking for a few specific people to ask questions on about it, but he's open for conversation. Certain pages have been marked with yellow stickies.
He also has a few generic books, their titles so worn and faded that even he doesn't know what they are.
Mun is absolutely terrified that the scenes from "National Lampoons a Christmas Vacation" will repeat themselves directly across from her house so please oh please tag at will!
Preston Opened and closed the door to his bathroom-coming face to face with Milliways once again.
Good to feel like one belongs somewhere.
In an attempt to assuage the guilt of physically harming one of his now-closest friends he's got a book. It's "A christmas Carol" and he's looking for a few specific people to ask questions on about it, but he's open for conversation. Certain pages have been marked with yellow stickies.
He also has a few generic books, their titles so worn and faded that even he doesn't know what they are.
Mun is absolutely terrified that the scenes from "National Lampoons a Christmas Vacation" will repeat themselves directly across from her house so please oh please tag at will!
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It's slow going, so every so often he sits back and shakes out his hands, and that's when he spots a familiar face and waves.
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There's a man in a green bathrobe (worn over suitable winter clothing, mind you - he's a bit odd that way) eying Preston curiously from a nearby booth.
Feel free to ask why he's got a towel around his neck.
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