Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32701432-20170308181230/@comment-26854056-20170329195826

How many hours was he asleep....?

It was probably only four or five. The oncoming nightmares he had witnessed the night Harvard attempted to... Hurt hurt himself frightened him too much to even indulge in the luxury of a good rest.So what did he do for the next six hours while waiting for Harvard to wake up?

Stared at the ceiling until his eyes started to burn.

At around 9 pm, he finally managed to squirm out of bed. Dressed only in boxers and an oversized blue knitted sweater (which he admittedly borrowed from Harvard.), he walked over to the cabinet automatically, pulling out the small aloe vera plant and a tiny card.

He quickly scribbled onto the card while getting changed and sloppily eating a bowl of cereal. How he did it, he had no idea. It was nine in the morning, and only fuelled by coffee and determination, the only thing he could write down was a mildly flirty sappy as shit paragraph. At least it sort of worked.

'''Dear Harvard.

Roses are red

Cacti are thorny

I just can't help

That you make me so h-

Wait. This isn't a cactus, isn't it?

ALOE you VERA much!'''

He left the small plant and the note on the coffee table, getting changed in his usual outfit while grabbed his coat and keys. He needed to get to Liam's apartment. Any contact with any subject could probably help out Harvard's plan a lot. Might as well contribute before he dies.

Hopefully he'll be back before he wakes up.

Leon quietly slipped out of the apartment, locking the door softly behind him as he travelled to the apartment complex from across the road.