How To Socialise: Don’t {Bazz/Law}
A roommate? Fantastic... just what he hadn’t wanted.
His lip curled, fingers tensing at his sides; how did he introduce himself? Just... how?
Trafalgar Law was never one for prolonged social interaction, and that is exactly what would likely be expected of him with a roommate to share his space with.
Wonderful.
For a long moment he just stood outside the door, hesitating; he’d shared a room before of course, before being moved, but his roommate had been so quiet he often forgot the boy was there. What if his new roommate wasn’t as tolerable...?
Nostrils flared, the doctor inhaling deeply. Then he rose a hand and rapped knuckles against the door, the expression on his face one fitting of a man walking to his demise.
Damn this place to the depths.
