2nd Floor Common Room, Wednesday Afternoon

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After his final was done, Ender - covered only in a few cat hairs - headed up to the common room, where he produced a Snuggie from his bag. It had been there since the morning, but since it was one of the island's least dangerous feats of whimsy to date, he didn't mind it so much.

In fact, as he sank down on the couch, he spread it out over his legs to keep them warm - that worked, at least. He reached for the remote and started flipping channels, looking for documentaries worthy of his attention. Now that things were settling, he could almost force himself to relax again.

While watching BBC's Life. Even he wasn't quite up to hard-hitting documentaries about Letters from Iran.

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