//Friday afternoon, then,// he decided, moving right along into that state of uneasy anticipation that up until now, he'd never really had much experience with. A face on Friday. On Friday, a face. No matter how he rearranged that statement in his mind, it still seemed entirely surreal.
//Away from here, somewhere. Closer to th'dorms, perhaps. Nobody really has any reason to be out that way.//
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Date: 2010-07-23 10:45 pm (UTC)//Away from here, somewhere. Closer to th'dorms, perhaps. Nobody really has any reason to be out that way.//