[Eight comes back fairly late that night, in his rare times when he's ever beyond "a little tipsy".
When he makes his way to the bathroom to throw cold water on his face he stops...and just stares for a moment. Rules? Were there rules there before and he just didn't notice? No, no, must be new. He didn't recognize the name "Fiona Gallagher".
All the rules seemed fine. Was she really expecting expecting him to do hard drugs in here? He had enough trouble handling his alcohol.
...aim? Aim wh-ooohhh. If he was sober, he'd blush.
Eight digs through his pockets for a pen and signs, then ambles his way to Fiona's room and knocks.]
(313 you mean? ;) )
When he makes his way to the bathroom to throw cold water on his face he stops...and just stares for a moment. Rules? Were there rules there before and he just didn't notice? No, no, must be new. He didn't recognize the name "Fiona Gallagher".
All the rules seemed fine. Was she really expecting expecting him to do hard drugs in here? He had enough trouble handling his alcohol.
...aim? Aim wh-ooohhh. If he was sober, he'd blush.
Eight digs through his pockets for a pen and signs, then ambles his way to Fiona's room and knocks.]