Room 324 [Monday Evening]

As far as weird-ass weekends went, this one... had actually been pretty good. There'd been pancakes, and bumper cars, and when he'd woken up himself this morning she'd even kept her promise to make waffles. With ice cream.

So there was no post-weekend brooding to be had here this time. There was, however, some concern over the fact that he still couldn't get in contact with anyone from X-Factor. Logically he knew they were probably just off on a mission, and besides, they were all grownups and perfectly able to take care of themselves... but there was something about not being able to be there himself and really know for sure that had him just a little anxious. For now, he was attempting to distract himself from that anxiety by poking at that ridiculous farming game on Facebook. The door was open, though, should anyone feel like interrupting his all important quest towards Hops mastery.

[ooc: like the door, the post is open.]