Room 232, Sunday Evening

Tony was from the icy wilds of Canada! He could take the cold. He was just bundled up in blankets, coats and two pairs of gloves out of sympathy for his fellow Fandomites who might not have the experience with cold weather that he did. He didn't want to show off or anything.

(And the charred pillow in his trash can? Lack of electricity wouldn't stop him from learning new spells, since his laptop ran on magic. Though that localized heating spell needed a bit of work.)


[Expecting one, but open.]