One session of feeling mildly violated and a sleep on the bus later, and Scott found himself back in the always welcoming arms of the Institute. Happy birthday to him.
Scott wasn't even touching the gruel on his nightstand. He had a room party to look forward to, and there would be food aplenty there. Not least of which included the food he had busted his ass (among other body parts) to take back with him last night. Maybe it was only cereal, but goddammit, it was like mousse a'lorange in comparison to a bowl candy-coloured vomit.
Besides, he was more focused on the one thing he did want to see in this room, and that was one Guybrush Threepwood, Mighty Oh You Know What Goes Here By Now™. He hadn't gotten a chance to speak with his roommate since the night before, and he could only hope that with the ridiculous rate of Landel's healing, the man's injuries would be more bearable by now. Either way, Scott was determined to make this dinner shift less awkward than the last. There was only so much a couch punch to the ribs could get between friends, right?
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Scott wasn't even touching the gruel on his nightstand. He had a room party to look forward to, and there would be food aplenty there. Not least of which included the food he had busted his ass (among other body parts) to take back with him last night. Maybe it was only cereal, but goddammit, it was like mousse a'lorange in comparison to a bowl candy-coloured vomit.
Besides, he was more focused on the one thing he did want to see in this room, and that was one Guybrush Threepwood, Mighty Oh You Know What Goes Here By Now™. He hadn't gotten a chance to speak with his roommate since the night before, and he could only hope that with the ridiculous rate of Landel's healing, the man's injuries would be more bearable by now. Either way, Scott was determined to make this dinner shift less awkward than the last. There was only so much a couch punch to the ribs could get between friends, right?