Room 323 [Thursday, Evening]

[comeoutwrong]

Last class for the term finally out of the way, and it was really about time Effy started to think about her trip home tomorrow, and... well, the packing she had to do for it.

Sure, she probably had enough stuff back in Bristol to get by for a week, but an overnight bag at least might be a good idea, and she yanked one out from under her bed to throw a few things into.

If nothing else, she was looking forward to seeing Tony, maybe even Pandora, though she might be less likely to admit to that second one. The couple of things she actually missed about home were the people. That was something she'd never really imagined would be the case.

[[Door and post are ooooopen, feel free to bug her.]]

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[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

He was happy to let her do most of the heavy thinking right now, content with holding onto her (so he wouldn't fall over, really) but, if he had been thinking, he'd be thinking those thoughts again.

He could give great 'going away even if it's for a week' gifts when he wanted to.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes he could. Effy's sort of going away present, definitely.

"Think I might just remember who you are by the time I get back," she muttered into his ear.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Mmm, I'll be glad to jog your memory when you get back," he said, smiling against her shoulder. "If you need the help."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Might just ask for the help anyway. It was a lie for a very good cause.

"Let you know when I get back, then." Which would imply that she did remember this, but... whatever.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Sounds good," he said, nodding and grinning up at her. "And I'll let you get back to the packing soon. Just need a minute or two."