[Through his screwed up sense of direction, Donnie had found himself at a bar earlier this night. And perhaps he had partaken in what anyone partakes in at a bar, and being a lightweight teenager? He's pretty sloshed by the time he makes it back to the base, even with his poor sense of direction caused by his new left arm.
And it's that lack of direction that finds him entering a room that is not his, but thankfully is his twin's. Also he hasn't taken off his cloak once he got on base, but he does dead eye stare at the room (and possibly Leo as well) before saying anything.]
Action, the night of that bar party
And it's that lack of direction that finds him entering a room that is not his, but thankfully is his twin's. Also he hasn't taken off his cloak once he got on base, but he does dead eye stare at the room (and possibly Leo as well) before saying anything.]
... dammit this isn't my room.