Fifth Floor Common Room, Sunday afternoon

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Bruce was still a little tired when he made his way into the common room for a quick lunch of Thanksgiving leftovers. He didn't get back to the dorms until pretty late, but the important thing was that his equipment was good and he was good with it. He had no problem trading grogginess on a Sunday for that.

While he was eating, he was also reading. He was hoping to get through a reread of The Art of War and a book about the German Renaissance. You never knew when being intimately familiar with the work of Albrecht Dürer might come in handy, after all.

[OOC: Open, this common room is.]