Room 401, Also Tuesday Morning

[ultron_junior]

It was move-out day in 401, and since Victor wasn't totally clear on where he'd end up living back in L.A., he was trying to pack light. Some things he was happy to get rid of; for example, he was all too pleased to see the bulky layers he'd needed for East Coast winters go off to Goodwill. Others, like certain class notes and anything from his friends, he kept for entirely sentimental reasons.

But he hesitated over his pile of comics. On the one hand, they were bulky to lug around and most of them weren't even worth anything. He could Torrent anything he wanted to reread. On the other, they were comics and comics were an awesome resource for a wannabe hero. And it had been a long time since he read that Spider-Man annual.

He flipped through it, getting lost in the story instead of finishing his packing.

[OOC: Door open. Last post on the island, sniff!]

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[mummyspromdate.livejournal.com]

"Heading out?" Maddie asked from the doorway.

[dollpocalypse]

"Hey, Vic, do you need any spare cables?" Topher said, striding into the room with a fistful of different-colored cords. "I st-- borrowed all this stuff from Stark's and I can't actually fit it in my bag. Ooh, comics?"

Someone was a little hyped up on energy drinks. Packing up his disaster of a room was a project.