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Fourth floor common room, Saturday afternoon
Saturday, December 8th, 2007 12:38 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
honoraryphd.livejournal.comVictor had spent much of the past couple days working on his notes for that secret project of his. This meant he was locked in his room all that time (not that being locked in his room was rare for him) but he needed a brief break.
He imagined that a Saturday afternoon would be quiet as most of his classmates would be off fighting something, or being impregnated, or sleeping late like the unproductive wastes they were. That's the only reason he actually came to the common room this afternoon to read.
[OOC: For the record, I slept until 11 so I'm not quite an unproductive waste like the kind Doom's thinking of, but I'm CLOSE. Also, open, obviously.]
He imagined that a Saturday afternoon would be quiet as most of his classmates would be off fighting something, or being impregnated, or sleeping late like the unproductive wastes they were. That's the only reason he actually came to the common room this afternoon to read.
[OOC: For the record, I slept until 11 so I'm not quite an unproductive waste like the kind Doom's thinking of, but I'm CLOSE. Also, open, obviously.]