Room 422, Monday Morning

[notthehulk]

There was one thing to look forward to when waking up this morning for Teddy. That would be... waking up.

How the hell he managed to be killed by a three story drop caused by wind, he'd never know. Right now he was just going to hide from the world for a while.

[[Closed door, open post]]

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[senor_chado]

Yesterday was...strange. More than yesterday, actually. The whole weekend, and it left Chad feeling very uncertain whether it was a very cracked out dream (the only logical explaination) or more Fandom weirdness (which would explain where the weekend had gone). He figured that there was one way that would be the best way to check, and that would be, quite reasonably, to see if his boyfriend had, in fact, died from falling off the roof.

He really, really hoped that it would be the answer no, because that would take what was a cracked out dream to be much more of an actual nightmare.

He went to Teddy's room that morning before going into work, and knocked on the door.

[notthehulk]

"No one's here!" Hey, you never knew if that might work or not.

[senor_chado]

"Then who just said that?" Chad asked; it was a very important question, considering that the answer could mean dead boyfriend, or it could mean not dead boyfriend.

[notthehulk]

"...Chad?"