room 321 | late afternoon | wednesday | 13 january

[see_beyond]

With his last class finished earlier, Jonas made his way back to his room to do nothing in particular. There were books he could read, things he could write, a phone call he could make but instead, he decided to do something a little more exciting

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[provostsdog]

Twas late in the afternoon when Beka returned from the gym. She'd been on her way to her room when she decided to make a small stop first.

Pounce got there first and he pushed the door further open, striding inside, his tail a flagpole behind him.

"Hello, Jonas," Beka said. "I'm sorry, my cat doesn't know how to knock."

I know, Pounce informed them both. Cats simply have no need to knock.

[see_beyond]

"Hello, Beka," Jonas said, momentarily jumping at the door's sudden movement but calming quickly. He stood, giving them both a smile. "Hello, Pounce. It's all right, the door was open enough to not merit a knock but I wasn't paying attention. How are you?"

[provostsdog]

Of course, it is alright, Pounce agreed. Just like it was fine for him to jump on Jonas' bed without asking. He was a cat after all.

"We're well," Beka said. "I just finished working at the gym. I'm sorry for startling you. How are you?"

[see_beyond]

"My fingers are a bit sore," he said, waving said abused fingers at her. They were red but not much else. "I got bitten a few times in class today. Once by a cabbage."