Second Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

[arsenicmauls]

Gert had had exactly one class today, but after months of having zero classes, it managed to be a bit of a bummer. Granted, it was a class on feminism, which would always be her number-one pick from a course catalog -- but it was the principle of the matter.

After class, her next step had been to go get some food in town, and now she was back in the common room with the intention of eating it. She very much doubted that the burger she'd acquired would be anything of In-N-Out Burger quality, but she'd give it a shot. Meanwhile, she flipped through channels before settling on a show whose entire premise seemed to be that people asked a judge whether he thought they had a chance at getting any money from ideas that they had for lawsuits. Gert thought it looked too stupid for words, but she had to admit it was nice to have a TV again.

Old Lace, perched beside Gert next to the couch, seemed to think Gert's burger definitely had potential, but she so wasn't getting any of it. Poor hungry dino.