Feb 10, 2006 14:58
Victor stood on the roof, waiting for his ride. His bags were packed, his door was locked, and now all he could do was look to the sky.
[ooc: Open to all who want to say goodbye to Victor for the weekend (especially Walter). Mun has stuff, so he'll be gone 'till Sunday.]
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"Hey Victor. What's with the bags?"
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