The loft above Luke's, Monday

So Priestly's class today had been cancelled in honor of Columbus Day. Which would be why Priestly was sitting at the kitchen island with his laptop, composing a long winded, honestly kind of insufferably preachy email to his study group about how terrible Columbus really was.

Because what else was he going to do with a random day off? Accomplish things?

Pfffft.

[ooc: expecting one, but also open to roommate/visitors if they're inclined.]