Forgetful
by Rikugou
All afternoon he was pensive, sure he'd forgotten something, but by the time he remembered, his room mate came back from his classes.
Marc frowned at him the moment he stepped over the threshold. "Aren't you supposed to be in the city, Ray?"
The light dawned and he cursed in as many languages as he could. Five minutes later, he was out the door, one hand holding onto his jacket while the other dialed. He was going to be so screwed when he got there.
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--Rikugou
Finished: 10.10.04