Room 224 - Wednesday Evening

[noearsyet]

George wasn't doing much of anything as he relaxed in his room.  He certainly wasn't reading a certain romance novel that might or might not have been lent to him.

No, he was laying on his bed and - daydreaming.  If daydreaming happened to look like he was reading the book in his hands, well, that was really pretty weird.

[OOC: The door, like the

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[provostsdog]

Beka'd been on her way back from the gym when she found herself stopping at the second floor. It'd be easier to continue, but she wasn't up to spending another week of awkward classes.

She found the door to George's room open, but she knocked anyway. "George."

[noearsyet]

He looked up quickly then sat up, scrambling to shove that book under his pillow. "Beka. Hi."

[provostsdog]

"If I'd not know better, I'd think you were hiding that you're studying," she said lightly, hoping her nerves'd not betray her.

[noearsyet]

"'M not hidin' anything," George argued. "'M simply sayin' hello t'ye."

[icecoldfrost]

Oh look. There was an Emma, still not in the best mood, and very much looking for someone to take it out on.

Run, George, Run.

"Cooper," she drawled, leaning in the door and crossing her arms. "Busy?"

[noearsyet]

George looked up, sliding his book under the pillow. "No...?"

...were he a Jedi? He'd have a bad feeling about this.

"G'day, lass."

[icecoldfrost]

"Indeed." Emma smiled at him brightly. "And how has your week been going? Any grand adventures?"

[noearsyet]

"Jus' class since th'weekend," he said, smiling back at her. ""What about ye? Stayin' out of mischief?"

Which wasn't any fun at all.

[bloody_luck]

"George," Mat announced from the doorway, "I am mightily bored. I will feel better if I take money from you. Let's toss dice."

[noearsyet]

"How will ye be feelin' when I take money from ye?" George asked instantly.

Not that he totally wasn't sitting up and starting to rummage for his dice. Also his money.

[bloody_luck]

"Pretty bloody confused," Mat said, laughing. "I never end the night behind in dice."

[noearsyet]

"Mayhap we should be playin' cards instead," he laughed, sliding onto the floor to take a seat and gesturing Mat in. "'M not sure how fillin' yer purse makes sense fer me."

[glacial_witch]

Karla was on her way back from talking to Katina, planning on going to her room and trying to get more sleep (ahahahahaha). Or, at least, pretending to sleep so people wouldn't worry. But on her way to her room, she caught sight of George reading her book and decided to stop in, at least briefly. Talking to George sounded far more appealing than staring at her ceiling and alternately wishing for and fending off sleep.

"Hey," she said, pausing in his doorway, too emotionally exhausted for her usual greeting. "Do I have a bird in my hair?"

[noearsyet]

"G'evenin', lass," George said, giving her a bright smile as he looked up. "Y'don't today. Were ye worried?"

He frowned a little and sat up. "Come in? Are ye okay?"

[glacial_witch]

Karla came in at his invitation, though it might have taken a moment of reminding herself that this was George to make her feet comply. "Not worried at all," she said, striving to sound careless. "I knew you'd like it once you started reading it."

Hooking her hair behind her ears, she added, "I'm fine. Just a bit tired."

George probably didn't his Gift to know she was lying.

[noearsyet]

"Started reading it?" he totally lied. "I've had class all week. Not enough time."

Yes, that was the book flipped over on its cover on his bed. It was a special kind of lie.

"Can I do anythin' t'help?" George asked, not really wanting to call th'lass out on her lie, but then it was a really bad one. He made a teasing face. "'M terrible at bedtime stories, but I could tell ye one an' then y'd be so bored from it, y'd go t'yer room an' fall right asleep."

Helpful he was. Really.