Third Floor Common Room, Friday Afternoon

[vanillajello]

It was Kate’s last day as one of the new kids. She was celebrating this by sitting in the third floor common room with some candy and a volume of manga.

Okay, so maybe ’celebrating’ wasn’t quite the right word, but at least she was happy.


[Ooopen!]

The Roof, Friday Evening

[ihavenocodename.livejournal.com]

Jean was up on the roof again because that was totally where you met fun people and not creeps at all.

Really.

Sighing as she sat on the ledge, feet over the side, Jean tried to pick up what looked like a candy wrapper on the ground. It could easily be explained as the wind!

[[Open roof is open!]]

The roof, Friday night

[lovemykilt]

Claudia was gone. Off to the airport and from there back to Connecticut.

Forever.

He was sitting on the edge of the roof staring out over the town, kicking his boot heels against the side of the building. He'd considered bringing some of his very small stash up here for a smoke, but didn't want that to become a sad thing.

Also, being out of one's head and sitting on the edge of a long drop? Totally didn't mix.

So instead, he was just moping.

Sad punk was sad.

[ooc: and emo roof is emo. Also, open.]