-Peter wakes up with a groan, then pulls himself out of the tub, rubbing his neck-
-There was a lot less spinal contortion when you were a kid and could lie flat-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Team Orion's Room
(Ol' Dr. Breen snores loudly from his spot on the futon; apparently all his whining about not being able to sleep on such a thing was bluster.)
Outside
(Well, Shuin, up 2 u. Map for reference of what's close and all
◊.)
Dining Area
(CLAUDIA is normal graytext now, because fuck having to type all those apostrophes, and is waiting behind the counter again, surly as ever. )
Oh wow, you're all up quite bright and early for a group so prone to unwarranted evening debauchery. I hope you all still have ample tip money, else I can't guarantee how hot your coffee will be.
(THE BUFFET is stocked with fragrant, steaming breakfast foods. Eggs, hash browns, sausages, gravies, fruit salads, MMMMMM go git yer fuckin' breffists.)
(Arnaud, Gabriella and David are already digging into breakfast over there in the corner.)
People Who Are Still in Their Rooms
(Sun's-a shining out the window, probably a good idea to get breakfast sooner or later.)
Hospital
(Assuming our meng Chris is still there, the sun is out, and there should be safe passage across the street now.)
tell me please if I missed you
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Peter checks something in his backpack, palms something small and shiny and slips it into his jacket, throwing his backpack on his back-
Okay, who's hungry, I'm hungry.
edited 23rd Sep '16 4:26:25 PM by SR3NORMANDY
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?We'll bring you back some pancakes.
-He heads down to the FOOD-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

...jesus fuckin'...
-covers her head with her pillow-
-ridiculously hungover-
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI