Room 408, Friday Morning

[unborn_renegade]

So everybody else was tooling up and packing down (or whatever) for their trip down to the Bahamas. Last semester, Jak would've been jumping up and down for a tropical retreat. It was the kind of place he was from, after all

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[decoder_rings]

Hannibal had already done most of his packing and, with only the frat later, he was kind of at loose ends. He'd decided on heading out to town when he passed by and noticed Jak's door opened.

"You're a heavy packer," he noted, pausing in the doorway, eyes on that suitcase. "Thought that was just girls."

[unborn_renegade]

"I need space for my ammo packs," Jak explained, pulling away from his pack with an expression best described as Huh?.

[decoder_rings]

"I was joking," he explained, shaking his head. "I'm not blind, I noticed the ammo packs and made a joke. I'm...gonna guess you're not going to this resort unless you're really expecting something to go down."

[unborn_renegade]

"Yeah, I was really looking forward to juggling gun mods on the beach," Jak snarked. He turned around so he could get a good look at Hannibal. "I'm headed home. Guess I know what your destination is."