1st floor lobby- all day

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It was the week of prom, which meant there was a Student Council member behind the table, in front of a large, glittery sign reading PROM TICKET SALES. In fact, walking past it probably meant you were coming away slightly more glittery than before.

Someday the Student Council was going to require an intervention for this.

In any case, there was a glittery Stacey available to sell tickets to prom, and to collect votes for prom king and queen, and definitely watching any of the guys who happened to pass through the lobby. More than usual. And that was saying something.

5th Floor Common Room, Monday night

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Jessica had a lot of pent up energy today. Even going out in costume and getting in a second spider-themed workout today did nothing for her. Actually, it almost felt let getting a good sweat going and really pumping some muscles made her a little more jittery.

And if she was going to be like this anyway, it might as well be out in public, right? Get some room to stretch out, maybe see some people. And hey, it was Opening Day. She could watch baseball, where athletic guys in tight pants played with balls and some big wooden bats hoping to round the bases.

Jessica really didn't realize what was happening today, the poor thing. And the less said about how she had to shoot sticky bodily fluids from her fingers to even get the damn remote to turn the TV on because she was apparently too spastic to just pick the damn thing up, the better.

[OOC: Open CR, naturally.]