#rosamiesfm

[hal-hardy]

he hadn’t known what he’d been signing up for when he agreed to serve as a mentor at gallagher. the blackthorne boy in him made him curious to see the walls of gallagher for himself, but it must have been a different kind of nostalgia that appealed to rosamie. hal isn’t thrilled about the current university climate, but he imagines it’s worse for the gallagher alums. he looks up from his bed, where he lies with his ankles crossed and a book open on his chest, to rosamie across the room in her own. “you’ve been quiet lately, roomie,” he comments, just something to break the silence. “something on your mind?” aside from the obvious? / @rosamiesfm​

[hal-hardy]

he owns more suits than one man really needs, and in this respect he’s a bit of a cliché -- but he already works at the same agency as james bond, there’s not much point trying to seem like he isn’t the stereotypical british agent. impressing the students doesn’t concern him, nor does impressing his fellow alumni, but there was nothing else he thought appropriate to wear. it seems most of the other adults are in attendance, including his roommate, which isn’t surprising considering she was gone from the room by the time he himself left. “how does being back in the old ballroom feel?” he asks as he approaches her, adjusting his cufflinks as he walks. “different, i’m sure, what with all the men.” / @rosamiesfm​

[ixspyxeilis]

@rosamiesfm​

Eilis spotted one of the alumni in the dining hall, the same pretty one who had offered Eilis baked goods during the lockdown. “Hi” she said to the brunette. “Do you know what happened to the Gregs?” She noticed their disappearance once the lockdown was lifted. “Because I find it unlikely they got out of the dorms on their own. They weren’t the best navigators.”