Room 408, Friday Morning

Bobby was not, generally speaking, all that much of an early riser. At least, not by choice. Freak end-of-March snowstorms, apparently, though, were one of the few things that could get him up early without complaint. How did he know it had snowed overnight, exactly? Even Bobby wasn’t sure, he just woke up feeling weirdly cheerful and energized considering the hour. Then he peeked outside.

“Awesome,” he declared. He really hoped the snow stuck around for a day or two!

[ooc: for the roomie if she’d like, or anyone who felt like stopping by.]