Post by Deleted on Jul 12, 2014 2:46:53 GMT -5
Garrett carefully checked everything on his mental list, going through the items he was planning to take with him for when he took some vacation time. It was really more or less a personal trip to New Orleans he was planning soon, a place he had not been to in six years since dropping out of high school then taking off to try and do his own thing in life. That effort had brought him to somewhere great but alas it had come to a time when he felt homesick and missed that Louisiana air. It was in his blood no matter here he went. He was a Cajun to the core and sometimes revisiting your roots couldn't hurt, depending on the person of course. But for Garrett it was a way to hopefully reconcile with his only famil and make amends to his previous friends when he had left without really saying a word to most of them as well.
Lying on the desk in his room was that list though, showing the number of each article of clothing, the stuff he would need, and a few other essentials. It was a bit of a habit he picked up from his parents and had often helped to keep him organized, even when he was traveling and before he became an X-man. Once he was certain the list was as complete as it would get he set down the pen he was using and moved to the closet to grab a dark blue regular t-shirt and lied it in his bed for the time being while already being half dressed, all that remained was really his shirt. With that task done the young man headed to his bathroom and took care of the every day things to get ready in the morning which it was a little early but he was use to it and only a few really seemed to be up and about at 7:30 in the morning. Mostly it ended up being staff and some students who were early birds or had early morning classes. But today he wasn't substituting or teach a class nor was he doing anything at the dojo since he would be leaving in a few days. Garrett had to be sure he was prepared and needed those few days to be certain nothing else would come up out of the blue or the last minute he would need to get to the plane.
Though as Garrett looked in the mirror he could see he was starting to get that five o' clock shadow. "Time to shave a bit." He said to himself before going to it. Rubbing a bit of shaving cream on his face he grabbed the razor resting on the counter and began to carefully shave away the unwanted facial hair which usually he only left a little bit. Though as he was doing his chin he wasn't aware of a certain someone who was coming to visit and when the knock came he was startled enough he cut himself, cursing under his breathe a bit as he healed it, "Come in!" He called to his visitor as he went to finishing the last bit and wiping the blood off from the last cuts. "Be out 'n a minute." He told his visitor as they came in.
Lying on the desk in his room was that list though, showing the number of each article of clothing, the stuff he would need, and a few other essentials. It was a bit of a habit he picked up from his parents and had often helped to keep him organized, even when he was traveling and before he became an X-man. Once he was certain the list was as complete as it would get he set down the pen he was using and moved to the closet to grab a dark blue regular t-shirt and lied it in his bed for the time being while already being half dressed, all that remained was really his shirt. With that task done the young man headed to his bathroom and took care of the every day things to get ready in the morning which it was a little early but he was use to it and only a few really seemed to be up and about at 7:30 in the morning. Mostly it ended up being staff and some students who were early birds or had early morning classes. But today he wasn't substituting or teach a class nor was he doing anything at the dojo since he would be leaving in a few days. Garrett had to be sure he was prepared and needed those few days to be certain nothing else would come up out of the blue or the last minute he would need to get to the plane.
Though as Garrett looked in the mirror he could see he was starting to get that five o' clock shadow. "Time to shave a bit." He said to himself before going to it. Rubbing a bit of shaving cream on his face he grabbed the razor resting on the counter and began to carefully shave away the unwanted facial hair which usually he only left a little bit. Though as he was doing his chin he wasn't aware of a certain someone who was coming to visit and when the knock came he was startled enough he cut himself, cursing under his breathe a bit as he healed it, "Come in!" He called to his visitor as he went to finishing the last bit and wiping the blood off from the last cuts. "Be out 'n a minute." He told his visitor as they came in.
