It's official...Holt received his eviction notice from the couch tonight. The living room officials figured that six months had been plenty of time to decide where the baby should finally reside.
So he's now shacked up with Hawkins.
All patrons are now free to resume eating breakfast in the kitchen, as opposed to in their rooms. And they should no longer be subjected to constant shushing during the hours of 6am-8am.
Now if we can just teach Holt's roommate some volume control. I honestly think he is allergic to whispering and not slamming doors.
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