<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/gundam/images/9/96/Biscuit_Griffon.png/revision/latest?cb=20150716060003)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Benjamin Stewart AKA: Biscuit<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Boy's Dorm-Lobby<br/><strong>Time:</strong>First Day, Night<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ryuuji (m), Natsuki (M), Open.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Boots, Blue Jeans, Vintage Indian Motocycle (No, Motocycle is not misspelled) T-shirt, Aviator Goggles, Hat, Welding gloves.<br/><strong>Note:</strong>returning for the night.<br/><br/>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Biscuit locked his bike up next to the main entrance of the Male's Dormitory. The Front entrance's over hang was more than large enough to keep the Bike out of the elements and still not be in the way of others arriving, and departing the Dorms. He couldn't help but feel that while his first day didn't exactly begin on the right foot, it sure as hell ended on the right one. He was quite thankful to meet a friendly person to show him the faculty office in Ryuuji. Biscuit felt like Spark Plug could be quite the entertaining trickster. Then that evening running into Natsuki at the Beef Bowl Joint. That was nice as well, barring that strange departure of course. Though the Ride back was more than memorable. Who was Biscuit kidding!? Natsuki was smokin' hawt, and he gave her a ride that she seemed to really enjoy. To the point that she wanted to go again! He couldn't think of a better way to end the day. That would explain the shit-eating grin on his lips as he entered into the Dormitory lobby. If not for the Curfew, Biscuit might have taken another ride this night.<br/><br/>As the doors hissed closed behind him, Biscuit slipped his Student ID card back into his wallet. Biscuit eased himself down on a bench, and started to work his boots off. He wasn't sure if he was allowed to wear his boots through the dormitory, but he decided not to take a chance and offend his fellow dorm mates. Once the boots came off, Biscuit walked into the Lobby proper before finding a nice seat to relax in for a few minutes before making his way back up to his room. From his pocket, he pulled his phone out, and opened the Pandora App so he could listen to some music. The lobby wasn't very crowded, or even populated from what he could tell. Either way that was fine, Biscuit was content to sit, and enjoy his music.