Shit, those're up already? Guess this really is happenin'. [ Blake slips from his spot, tugging Romanoff away from their quiet little spot on his way toward room assignments. ]

Why's it always so hard to believe summer's over? [ He huffs and scuffs at the ground in those battered Chuck Taylor's not ready to admit school's starting all over again.

When he comes to a stop in front of the list, it only takes a moment to skim for their names. He rolls his eyes. ] Coulson? Really? Fuck, there goes all our fun...