Fifth Floor Common Room, Wednesday Afternoon

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It was Wednesday the first time Dolf dragged himself out to do something other than mope around his room (or, that one time, mope around the picnic). He was hungry again, and while he could just steal something from the fridge and run as he'd been doing... he lingered.

He wasn't sure why. Maybe it was wanting a better lunch, for once.

He wound up standing by the counter making sandwiches. The first couple were for himself; after that, he just kept going. He could always put some back in the fridge in case someone needed to eat them, and right now it was kind of cathartic.

And a good sign that he wasn't a pony anymore.

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3rd Floor Common Room | Wednesday Evening

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Cassel had been taking the shy outcast persona he took on at the picnic a little too seriously for his own taste. Sure, it kept people from asking questions but it did get kind of boring after a while. So when the boredom got too much to handle, Cassel decided to spend some time in his floor's common room.

After fishing around the pantry for some chips, Cassel flopped down on the couch to watch TV. He ended up finding some movie where cops were trying to track down a serial killer. The gloves worn at the various crime scenes made Cassel feel at home.

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